A Family Vacation

I remember one year, we went on a family vacation to Chicago. We didn't have the money to fly, so it was a long drive with the four of us kids piled into the back of my mother's SUV. I was about 8 at the time. I remember that we went to the Shedd Aquarium. My brothers and I had so much fun sticking our faces up against the glass and watching all of the sea creatures going about their lives in the tanks.

That is kind of what it is like being a ghost. Except for the part where people can see you. Let me put it this way, it is like when you are looking for that animal that can camouflage themselves, so people look all around, they press their faces to the glass, they look with all their might, but still only a certain few people can see it. And all the while, the animal feels the stares. It can feel the people that are looking right at it, but not seeing it. That is how I feel. I'm here, but I'm separated by a wall of glass. Sometimes I swear my family looks right at me, yet they see nothing. And all the while, I feel the stares. And it is a constant reminder that I am dead, and they are not.

Hopefully, someday soon I will be able to find someone that can see me that isn't crazy. Someone that hasn't been a ghost for too long and lost their minds. Someone that isn't a blood hungry vampire, or a cruel werewolf. I just want a friend that isn't a toddler. Someday soon, I hope. I'll be sure to let you know if I have any luck! Ta Ta For Now!

~A Ghost Feeling A Small Bit of Hope~