The Grasses Waving Above

Death. What happens? The afterlife? Reincarnation? A black wave of nothingness? Well, I would love to know, but I seem to be unable to die properly. And now I'm wandering around as a ghost. Yeah. So not cool. Especially when there happens to be a rather cute boy who can apparently see me. Would have been nice to know before I made a fool of myself. I love my life. Err, death?