To be honest I was always an airhead and never paid much attention to my surroundings and that my friends is what caused me, a 12 year old boy, to die at such a young age...

It was class time and I was sitting in my seat in the corner of the room spacing out, "such a boring life..." I whispered to myself.

Class had finally ended which meant I could finally go home so I rushed out to catch the bus early but by the time I got there the bus had already left. The reason I missed it was because I kept on stopping by corner shops to buy little snacks but then regretted it because the next bus would arrive 15 minutes later. I was quite impatient so I decided to walk home instead and it became quite dark so I was extremely terrified. I entered a quiet road with bushes at each sides of the paths, at that moment I thought it was probably about time I should call my mum but then out of nowhere I heard rustling coming from the bushes beside me and I thought to myself "Don't be scared, it's probably just the wind!" But then, suddenly a woman with straight long, black, silky hair, brown eyes and a long black dress made from fabric which had little partners on them jumped out from behind the bushes. She had a knife in her hand and ran towards me stabbing me in the chest causing me to fall down and bleed to death and before I took my final breath I caught a glimpse of her evil smile....

That's how I turned into a ghost! It took some time to adjust to my new body as a ghost but I was doing fine!