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Another weird one. I died. But let's take it back a few, shall we? I started out with various friends and I was in Shelley's acting class. We were going to the top of a (small) mountain to listen to silence and spend the week there to, I don't know, understand nature or something. We wander around for a while. I go back to the valley/town where people are getting high. Lame. Then I walk through a bramble patch, one gets me in the eye (ow, much?) I go home and know that I am dieing. I have a different family and they all bring me cheeseburgers. I hear Heath Ledger talking about how he died (he fell down some stairs and broke his neck) and then I just slip away. I wake up in the same world, but it's a little backwards. I know I'm dead. Turns out, dead people and the living co-exist on the same world, only we kind of ignore each other. The dead are more aware of the living and after a while the living start to looks like funky skeletons. The dead can interact with animals more than people but I was too busy wandering around. I saw my english teacher and was very happy. Then I was sad because he died. Then I thought, Well I'm dead...there are billions of other dead people with me, eating in restaurants, swimming, etc, so why be sad? I asked him how it happened to him and he was fixing something on his roof when he fell off. We wonder for a while. Then I see Noah Taylor (actor) and we talk for a while about being dead and I meander off again. I go to my house where I see a (dead) pirate captain trying to break in. He was just a silly old man. Someone's jet ski got loose and I played on that for a while. Then I went back to my english teacher and the phone woke me up. Lame.
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