Im dead, supposed to be. I shouldn't be writing now, I'm suppose to be 6 feet under, decomposing.The other way,Ashed.Is this why spirits are always with me?, I feel, hear, thankfully rarely see. Like each time they will let me know "I'm here". I used to see them but I just know something happened back then that made me stop seeing them. I'm weak, suppose to be dead. What if their here to complain, cause thankfully God gave me a chance to live when I wasn't suppose to. And to them It's unacceptable. I'm living, I can feel emotions & pyhsical hurt too. But I can't for humans, lack apathy it is. I don't trust them nor when I try I just can't. I feel terrible knowing that I am considered as a ******. I know a person who is just like me but that person is much better and can cope up itself.Unlike me mind mending as it feel like.Witches are true, I guess. Every day I feel pain. It just goes and leaves, Pins, beaten up,and rarely I get bruises. I feel different but when I explain myself no one would believe. Me who doesn't trust shall not be trusted. I don't get jealous of things but skills yes. Its actually frustating I hear sounds that cant be produce by an animal or human.What if I just totally lost my mind?, since this cant be normal unless I'm imagining it. I can't even be attracted to someone, like yes but not the feeling like living with them or spend years with them. I can't, I just. I DONT KNOW. IM TOTALLY LOST MAYBE BECAUSE AFTER ALL I WASN'T SUPPOSE TO BE HERE, BREATHING. Yet I'm thankful that I do.