The Weird Kid at School

Was I ever a popular kid? No, I am no cheerleader, nor do I enjoy large crowds. I hate any type of school related activities and the only thing I'm drawn to are my drawings... and seeing people missing limbs. Heads chopped off, sunken eyes, beaten faces, jaded face. Their dead, I'm the only kid in my school that can see the dead. Not like the walking dead where Darrel is gonna come and beat the shit out of those walker bastards. I'm talking about full body appreciations of those who no longer reside in this world. I'm talking about spirits. I have always thought this gift was a curse but it might actually come in handy when kids from our classes start dropping gone, disappearing without a trace. The police are stumped and nobody seems to know what the fuck is actually going on. Nobody gets a hunch till I see one of our fellow classmates standing in the doorway of my art class with a bullet entry square between the eyes....