Zee died a few weeks ago, while everyone had started to move on and go about their daily lives you have been in your room grieving. You’ve been skipping class and barely eating you wouldn’t even let anyone come over to check on you.

While in bed you look up from your pillow, there you see zee.. or you think you do. You start to cry as you bring him into a hug. ‘I love you so much. I’ve missed you.’

His arms wrap around you.. but you’re left feeling empty. “Baby, I’m dead.”