you died a very tragic way in a young age but you don’t know... You hear talking? kids? it’s very faded, the voices and your eyes are too heavy to open up. “Do we wake them up?” One says as you hear the footsteps around you. “Throw water.” Another says without hesitation as he scoffs gently. The next you feel is water all on your face. You jolt up gasping for air as you look around. Theres seven boys the same age. Theyre so white like ghost… they are spirits and you’re in the afterlife…𖥔 ࣪ᥫ᭡ꗃ