1 Accepting death.

I always thought only living to the age of seventeen would be the worst time to die. Going through all of school and right before graduating and going off to college, you just die, never getting to experience college life or find your passion. These were one of my thoughts when I was a younger teenager. This one of my many shower thoughts, the same showers where I was in there for 15 minutes because I was "tending" to myself.

Well I can officially say it is not as bad as I thought. I died during my last year of high school and was getting ready to attend college when it struck me. It was a bus. Crashed right into me and threw through the back window of the car ahead of it.

It was all over the news that day, hell some people even made a few memes out of it, it looked that silly. I died from the initial impact so I didn't feel much pain which as a man of modern society, was one of the things I feared most. After I died my spirit or my soul, I am not really sure, just kinda seeped out of my body.

Since I was having an out of body experience and was able to move around, I decided to see how my death was received. My family was sad, crying even, but it was not a permanent scar for them. I was never too close to my family, be it my sassy attitude or my love for video games and books, I never had any real connection to my mother and father. The only thing that connected me to them was for no other reason than that they were my parents.

After I saw this I decided to check out some of my closer friends and see what they thought about my recent deceased status. Looking back, that was a terrible idea. If the people who gave birth and raised you did not break down, then your friends will care even less. Out of my seven friends, impressive right, only two actually shed a tear for me. It was both touching yet saddening to me too know that I was leaving two people who were true friends with me too the very end. The rest are just assholes.

Since then I have had a lot of time to stop and reflect on my life and the kind of person I was. Being dead kinda frees up your schedule after all. I travelled the world and saw all manners of life and I realized something. I am someone who wants to be the observer, the audience, not the actor or focus. This was something that was always unconsciously affecting what a thought and said. It even affected my choice in what is my favorite video game, the entire Pokémon series.

The idea of traveling a world, meeting and catching different species was so fascinating to me. From six to seventeen, I was always changing but the one thing that always stayed true was my love for Pokémon.

Seems like a waste right now, I died and have become a ghost and all I can think about right now is Pokémon. Man I wish I could play it right now.

Suddenly a voice that seemingly came from inside his soul said, " young man, if you love that world so deeply, why don't you live your second life in that world?"