Date: 11/6/2021
By tiptipkitten
So the world is exactly the same, except when you die, you spend an hour as a ghost. People can see and talk with you, but you can't interact past that. Most people had a weird habit of not treating ghosts well for some reason. So I made a point to treat them really well. I forgot some things in the beginning, but I was chilling in my apartment, when this priest with a gun popped in and started shooting. I of course died. I tried to put a positive spin on it for the people around me like "hey! At least I can figure out what the after life is like" I was chilling in my apartment just hanging with my friends. But everything reminded me that I don't know what's gonna happen when my 24 hours is up. My friends noticed I was kinda panicked and were kinda sad. Eventually my partner was magically there and he slapped my ass. I was like wait, how is that possible? And I brought it up to everyone. and after talking I figured out I only dreamed I was dead. A (maybe) separate dream I had. I was some sorta spy or something. I forget the first bit, but I needed to move from the 5th floor to the 4th (this isn't my IRL apartment this time, it's single person and much different). I think it was because of this scary lookin dude that moved in the first floor. I walked into the new one to check it out before bringing my stuff. There was a girl there. I went up to her and she had a cat. We talked for a sec and she mentioned she loved this type of cat and she has so many. After that a bunch of them started popped up from there hiding spots. I of course got super excited and pet all the cats.