It’s been so long since I’ve been able to walk amongst people. I can’t recall the last time I was able to do this…actually I do, it was when I was still alive.
I was born on march 10th 1840. I had an ok life I guess, parents who cared for me and plenty of friends…I used to love spending time outside and around others. Which is why I’m loving this, being out and about with no one minding my presence.
To be honest I was tariffed to go out tonight, afraid of how the living might react if they noticed me. I might be the only real ghost around here but I notice a few wearing sheets pretending to be like me…it a cute attempt I must admit. But yeah like I was saying I was scared to go out.
When your dead you loose track of time, keeping track of dates is just so extra. You would come to realize things like what day of what month doesn’t matter when your stuck for eternity just as I am.
SO after months of building up the courage to step out of the grave yard imagine my surprise when I walked through the woods, forcing myself not to turn back and run. Forcing myself to walk down to the park and towards the neighborhood only to find out it’s halloween night!
Can you believe it? me! a ghost walking between basic ghosts, zombies, devils and witches and no one seemed to care that I’m really there. Amongst the trick-or-treaters I blended in perfectly. Hell, some even commented on how greatly realistic my “costume” is!
The living are so oblivious sometimes…I love it!
I just sat there for a while enjoying the hustle and bustle of kids running around begging for candy, just sitting there people watching. It was fun, I haven’t seen much of the living in a very very very long time.
At one point I started thinking about my parents, wondering what happened to them after I died. I got sick you see and they couldn’t do anything about it. I recall vaguely where our house was, so I got up to walk in that general direction hoping I would find it.
It took me a while to find it, a few wrong turns here and there and different streets…seriously what’s up with all this new shit? I felt lost and confused…but yeah I eventually found my old home.
Who ever lives there now seems to be really excited about Halloween…they whole building and front yard was covered in decorations and lights and all that jazz. The house looks the same though with modernized touches.
I stood there staring at it for what seemed like forever…yes this is an exaggeration but I was there long enough for a man to open the door and walk towards me with a bowl of candy.
“You could’ve just came to the door you know nothing is going to jump at you” he said. “here have some” holding out the bowl of candy for me. He was staring at me.
I’m a ghost and as a ghost I cant really pick things up or anything, stuff falls right through me.
“No thank you, I don’t like sweets” I said.
He kept staring at me his expression turned weird and I couldn’t blame him, what kid in their right mind would decline free candy?
I felt uncomfortable so I apologized and started quickly walking away.
“hey wait!” he yelled after me.
I ran as fast as I can all the way back to my grave.