‘So this is it huh? No funeral procession or reception with coffee and cake?’
Lonnie wondered to himself while floating trough everything.
Lonnie just died and is now in a world that would be known as the ghostly world.
‘This place is so lame, and what’s with all the people it’s so crowded in here.’
He learns ghosts can’t fly trough each other, as he bumps into a girl named Heather.
“Yea it sucks here, this place is empty, cold, and filled with all the people that ever died. Talk about over crowded.” She tells him.
“But where is heaven or hell, or even god?” He asks.
She laughs but no one is really sure ghosts can laugh or not.
‘God? he’s not here and is yet to give a one man show.
The religious people here never say a word because they’re so bumped out about it.’
They laugh while floating in-between a uncountable amount of ghosts.
It was as crowded as trees in a Bob Ross painting.
Lonnie wondered to himself while floating trough everything.
Lonnie just died and is now in a world that would be known as the ghostly world.
‘This place is so lame, and what’s with all the people it’s so crowded in here.’
He learns ghosts can’t fly trough each other, as he bumps into a girl named Heather.
“Yea it sucks here, this place is empty, cold, and filled with all the people that ever died. Talk about over crowded.” She tells him.
“But where is heaven or hell, or even god?” He asks.
She laughs but no one is really sure ghosts can laugh or not.
‘God? he’s not here and is yet to give a one man show.
The religious people here never say a word because they’re so bumped out about it.’
They laugh while floating in-between a uncountable amount of ghosts.
It was as crowded as trees in a Bob Ross painting.
