The Boy Who Sees Dead

I don't want to sound bad, but the dead have no idea.

I've always seen them. When I was younger, everyone thought I was just talking to imaginary friends. After a couple of years, when I heard my parents talk about calling a psychologist, I realized what they were talking about. Look, ghosts don't tend to realize they're dead, and they don't look like they do in the movies, they look like us. I'm pretty smart for a 13-year-old, so I started to notice certain patterns that count them apart from the living ones. They could be a bit distant from living people, or you would see them try to talk to people who wouldn't even notice them. Some of them could say that I was different, that I noticed them. Like this guy I saw yesterday after school.
Now I'm a big kid, look, I don't need my parents to pick me up, home is just a few steps away. He was away from the other parents, he didn't talk to them, he just looked at me, that's how I knew I was one of the ghosts. I walked over, told him I knew what it was, and asked how I could help him. I don't remember much after that, I think from what happened this morning. Downstairs, my parents were crying. I tried to talk to them but they ignored me. They must have died last night somehow, sometimes the new ghosts wouldn't speak to me.

Some policemen and reporters have just arrived, they won't talk to me either, just my parents. It's weird, I've never seen so many ghosts together before. Why is nobody talking to me? I told him I knew what it was and asked how I could help him.

I don't remember much after that, I think from what happened this morning. Downstairs, my parents were crying. I tried to talk to them but they ignored me. They must have died last night somehow, sometimes the new ghosts wouldn't speak to me. Some policemen and reporters have just arrived, they won't talk to me either, just my parents.

It's weird, I've never seen so many ghosts together before. Why is nobody talking to me? I told him I knew what it was and asked how I could help him. I don't remember much after that, I think from what happened this morning. Downstairs, my parents were crying. I tried to talk to them but they ignored me.

They must have died last night somehow, sometimes the new ghosts wouldn't speak to me. Some policemen and reporters have just arrived, they won't talk to me either, just my parents. It's weird, I've never seen so many ghosts together before. Why is nobody talking to me? Some policemen and reporters have just arrived, they won't talk to me either, just my parents. It's weird, I've never seen so many ghosts together before. Why is nobody talking to me? Some policemen and reporters have just arrived, they won't talk to me either, just my parents. It's weird, I've never seen so many ghosts together before. Why is nobody talking to me?