i was walking on trail and i got pst and then found this house that was abandoned house then and then there was three and then i saw this very strange figure then when the figure poped out and killed me in my tracks then i saw that i was trapped I'm my dead body for an hour and i thought that when i died. when i was three i thought that when i grew up when i could dream fly then i died but that never stopped me from being the man who i am today well this story is so off that idk what to do know what tell my grand kids that i died and can be seen so I mean that when i could be able to help others but if i had to be there for my grand kids why do you have to be able to tell  them but then i tell them and there good and then my parents died and then i had to extend the funeral and then when i had to be there i ran off and had to be able to be brave for my parents and they had to be brave for me na they did the same

ones upon a mid night dreary i dreamed of going to a great place were i could be alone and happy and free well that didn't happen. i was hoping that one day i could be happy.