BridgePort

Hello my name is Blair. I live in a small town called BridgePort, I am 15. My family is going out for dinner tonight and i’m staying home alone. It was getting late and I went to bed, The front door made a cracking sound i thought my parents we’re home so i yelled “Hello mom and dad” there was no reply i thought i just heard something, this is my first time staying home alone. There was another sound but this time it was closer to me. “Hello” i yell, no answer. My bedroom door started to open and it was my creepy neighbor Mr.Reynolds.
“Can you please go Mr.Reynolds i'm home alone”I tell him
“No, I know your home alone” Then the next thing i knew he pulled out a knife and I was stabbed. Blood filled the room, and there was nothing i could do. This was never how I picture my life to end. I layed on the ground helplessly and I said my goodbyes to my parents and loved ones and i was dead. My parents came home an hour later the front door was wide open, they went to my room to see how i was doing. They opened the door My parents started to cry, then quickly grasped over and got the phone and called 911. Then police showed up with the ambulance They look around and took me they brought my body to the hospital and then they noticed I was dead. They had to tell my parents somehow but it was going to be hard. They told my parents, they cried just like i thought.I thought after you die you move on somehow, but it's been a week and i'm still a ghost. All what i do all day is watch people like my parents, their planning my funeral. Its the next day and now it is my funeral it's weird being here cause i'm the one who died but no one can see me.