"I'm gunna paint a picture; it's a picture with a twist. The paintbrush is a razor and the canvas is my wrist." ~Unknown Poetry about suicide, the cover says "Love is like heaven, but it hurts like hell."

My name is Jessie Mitch and this is the story about how I died and became the living dead girl. When I died Lucas was the only one there with me which explains why he is the only one that can see or hear me. Lucas and I were headed home from our 6 month anniversary date when it all happened. We both almost died in that car crash but I was the one chosen to be ripped away from this world. Although I would much rather be on this side then to have Lucas here but still Why me? Why now? Why like this? People always say that its not their time or their too young to die. They have NO idea. There's something going on around here and I'm going to get answers. Can love triumph all or will I be left all alone while Lucas moves on without me?