POV: Jeffery.

I am lost and want someone to find me. It already has been months I have been wandering around aimlessly now, throughout the city, beside lakes, between lanes, on the roads filled with people, buildings, apartments and I am now I am overbearingly bored....

Being around living is so noisy, people talk too much with each other and behind each other's back, roads are filled with vehicles and it is polluted I don't know how I survived this when I was alive. I guess if I wouldn't have died because of whatever the reason I died I might have died due to pollution.

People usually walk past me and people who can't get scared, it's not like I bite. I usually sit next to people who are talking to themselves and just participate in their conversation it's fun, but people can't hear me. I keep asking many questions to many people around but they don't answer me. I do disturb them but they don't notice me. I myself feel I am all over the place but nowhere for them.

I have no past recollection of how I ended up this way or how I died. Usually, they say when people die with resentments, grief or some incomplete works they are left behind on earth or become a ghost or bound spirits. But how do I know what I want when I don't have any recollection or know anyone.

There are many bound spirits just like me. Some are friendly, clingy and playful... some are aloof... some are normal like me... some are just plain bad.

It's not like every spirit is bad from the start. Spirits turn evil when they have been on the land for a very long time without completing their resentment. Some are just evil from before the time they died... let's keep our distance from them.

There are ghosts those are bound spirits too. There is various stuff spirits carry around. The kinds of stuff are usually what they are bound to because of their emotional attachment or sometimes it's just their own preference ... no comments on it. There are spirits who are stuck on the same ground and scare people visiting the place.

I am also a bound spirit bound to a cellphone if speaking in living in human language my spirit resides in the cell phone. I have been carrying around a cellphone which I can never leave anywhere and I have no idea why?

From cell phone, I did get some information about what my name was, who I knew and it contained few contacts too, to whom I can't connect. Well from the cell phone the information I got was my name is Jeffery Wald 19 years old, rich kid and with lots of friends. I don't know how many of them my real friends were.

The phone doesn't ring and doesn't connect to anyone then why I am even carrying this around? Even if it would have connected I wonder what I would have asked them. "Hello, this is Jeffery Wald's ghost do you remember me?" seriously no...

But this time it rang. The cellphone rang. I am happy to death, wait I am already dead. Oh well, let's pick it up.

He: "hello"

(For a long while the call was silent only to hear someone sobbing and sniffing loudly. Honestly speaking it as scary as if I had a stalker)

Serena: "how could you do this to me? Why ken why? Do you think that I was just a joke? Me Serena Napper was just someone you could play with?"

(This girl was talking way loud, almost shouting, if someone was beside me they would have heard her, Even though it was impossible. (Just who is this person? Rude and way abusive sounds foolish to top it. If I wasn't in this dire need to talk to someone I would have just banged the phone... Let's just ask who this is?)

He: "may I knew who I am talking to?"

Serena: "yes! This is what was left to hear, who am I? I am Serena Napper your so-called girlfriend. Why do you have to do this to me? Why was I the victim and not someone else who could handle this well? Why can't you even explain to me Ken why?"

(I couldn't understand why the first call connected to me was the wrong number? Ken, who is this Ken? More importantly, how did this wrong number person connect me and talk to me? I wanted to many questions. But right now she wasn't stopping I was not even able to understand what he the hell she was even taking she was just blabbering nonstop. For now, let's just console her )

He: "no you were just a joke, I was the one who made a mistake I am so sorry"

I don't know why I was being so considerate to console her? but I was consoling her. I was trying my best by giving me answers like 'hmm, yes, no, I was wrong, sorry'. And after so much of consoling I wanted her to stop crying since she was annoying, she started crying very hard. I was so shocked did I say something wrong or what but I actually wanted this chase to end. She was still blabbering but now it was getting slow as if she was falling asleep.

He: "we will meet soon Serena" was the last line I heard and could remember.

(That was the last line I said to her and disconnected the phone.)

It seems life will surely turn into something interesting from now on.