I died a day before Halloween.

What do you do when you die a day before Halloween? I found myself asking this when I woke up separated from my body in the morgue, looking around me I sighed just thinking well great I am dead. But why am I here? shrugging I look down at my body saying, “Well good luck with all the hype around funerals, me.” I giggle at myself; I have always been a jokester and I believe I have fulfilled my life with as much happiness as I could. So, all I can think now is what do I do now? remembering it is the day before Halloween I giggle before walking through the morgue and outside, deciding I will check up on the family. Being an only child and not having my own family I realize maybe I do have unfinished business. But what is the point now and to add to that how did I die? Walking up to my parent’s place and seeing all the spooky decorations up I giggle again thinking, “OH mom how I love your sense of humor.” She has that fake mummy coffin out again where the mummy pops out screaming when you walk by and to my shock it does it when me a ghost walk’s by as well. Saying out loud, “Those are some hella sensors in that thing, good job manufacturers.” Giggling I clap my hands before walking through the front door as though I have done it a million times and all I can wonder is that is so much easier than opening the door. I call out, “Mom, dad I’m home.” Getting know reply I shake my head like stupid you are a ghost they cannot hear you. Sighing I walk into the kitchen seeing my mom making Halloween cookies in all the different shapes she does each year from ghosts to tiny vampires and werewolves. Giggling I wish I could hug her and let her know I love her, reaching out for a cookie I giggle more when I pick up my hand, and to my shock, there is a ghost cookie in my hand. Taking a bite, I moan saying, “Yummy mom this is the best one you made so far.” Shaking my head I look around and begin just remembering all my memories in this house from my first memory of mom and dad kissing my head and telling me, “You’re going to be an amazing person one day.” Up to, well my last of my memory of them both kissing me goodbye for work. I sniffle feeling tears flowing down my cheeks thinking how I died and why. I scream out throwing things around in the living room but the moment I stop and clear my eyes of tears and my throat of screams. Everything is the same as though I had not moved any of it, I sigh sitting down hoping I will figure out why I am still here knowing I am a ghost. Halloween being my favorite time of year all I can really ask myself is what does one do after dying a day before Halloween? And my answer to myself is well why not try and scare those who enjoy the holiday as much as I do. So, I started formulating a plan on how I will scare those who love Halloween, on Halloween night.

Running upstairs to my room I pull out a box with pure white sheets on them and cut two eye holes out, giggling I walk over to the mirror in my room and threw the sheet over my head saying, “Well now that’s a ghost.” Giggling more all I can say now is, “Well when the sheet is removed people are going to freak like crazy.” I smile at myself in the mirror before sighing dramatically thinking what a cliché costume, yet it is perfect for the truth of me being a ghost and the fact that no one can see me without the sheet. Smiling I lay on my bed closing my eyes, asking myself, “Can ghost sleep? Well I will see.” yawning I snuggle into the bed and ghost sheet, I made fall asleep.

Waking up I sigh before looking around seeing I am still in my room and it is light out, I get up and stretch before going to the bathroom. I get in there and freeze saying, “Wait I’m dead I don’t need the bathroom, do I?” I giggle and do my business like it was any other day before running downstairs yelling, “Mom, dad I want pancakes!” rounding the corner to the kitchen I see them both sitting at the table with sad faces and I sigh sitting down with them saying, “You found out I am dead huh.” Both look miserable and I hate seeing them like this, I look around seeing the flour mom was using to make cookies yesterday and I smile. Shrugging I do not think this will work but I moved the sheet and some scissors last night so let us see shall we. I go over to the flower and it is open, so I stick my hands in one at a time taking out a hand full each. Smiling I walk over to the table in front of my parents and smear it out before writing, “I love you two.” In the flower sitting back down, I look at them and sigh closing my eyes before hearing a gasp each, opening my eyes to my shock both my parents are crying and looking at my note. I cry with them knowing they know I love them. They both whisper out saying, “We love you too.” I giggle glad they got my message before I got a silly idea and got more flowers on my fingers going over to them, I bop both their noses giggling and they both do to making me happy. Nodding I say, “Well now my parents I love you and I hope you will be ok with me going. As well as help me scare people, giggling I run back upstairs putting the sheet on before walking back down and into the kitchen. They both are looking at one another holding hands and talking when I walk in. They both freeze and then mom giggles so loud and happy like I do the same, waving with the sheet on my hand. Knowing they cannot see me without the sheet and cannot hear me at all, all I got are hand gestures and move meant. Swaying back and forth I smile before blowing them both a kiss. Going back to the flower I wipe out what I wrote before and write, “Help scare tonight? Last wish.” They both giggle and nod with tears in their eyes but they are smiling, and I am glad. Walking around which looks like just a floating sheet I go to them and kiss their heads with the sheet as my skin. Sitting back down they begin telling me how much they love me and how they will miss me when I am fully gone, I cry not wanting to leave them but knowing I must.

Later into the night after following mom and dad around as they decorated more, I realized how hard they always work to make my favorite holiday special. I giggle hearing mom yell out, “Almost ready darling, then we can all scare the trigger treaters.” I giggle and wave at her clapping my hands together, her and dad both dressed up as a ghost to a gambit of trickery. Giggling we all go outside; mom sits in her rocking chair and so does dad as I go and stand near our tree acting as I am hanging from a string. Giggling mom whispers, “Here they come, honey.” I wave at her before stopping and swaying side to side, giggling as the first group and trigger treaters show up and they all pass me shaking their heads going up to mom and dad. Mom and dad giggle giving them candy and as they go to leave, I run towards them all swaying and bending up and down scaring them senseless giggling. They begin to run so I chase them a bit and when they freeze looking back at me shaking their heads one of the kids says, “It’s just a sheet on a string, you guys.” They all laugh, and I giggle before slipping the sheet off and towards them making them scream more, the kid that spoke picks it up and gasp seeing no strings connected before screaming and running away. Giggling I put the sheet back on and walk back to my parents hearing them say, “Good job darling that was awesome.” Giggling I stand back under the tree and this continues until close to midnight. My parents get tired and so do I so we all call it a night, look at the clock I sigh before going to the flower and writing, “I love you and thank you for this last night.” They both read it crying and nodding before saying they love me, and they head up to bed. Watching them go I cry and knowing I won't be here the next day so, I go up to my room and lay down in my bed falling asleep thinking what a wonderful last day with my parents even as a ghost.