"I just love the feeling of flying, and the rain." I said aloud, not like it would matter, noone could be this high in the air unless they were my two half-ghost friends, or just regular people riding a plane, but even if there were people on a plane they still wouldn't hear me.
After flying for God knows how long, maybe a half hour or an hour, I decided to head back home. I was getting really tired anyways, I had to get back home before I fell asleep, I couldn't afford that. That would be the same as an invitation to my death. Ew, just thinking about that made my spine cringe and tingle in fear.
'Note to self: never try to fly when your tired and in ghost form, very bad things might happen.'
Well it only took me about 15 minutes to get back home, because for some reason I was able to fly faster than normal tonight. I came back in the same way I came out. Everyone was still asleep, but I was so tired. I yawned as quietly as I possibly could, and changed back to my human form.
"So, did you have fun out there?"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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The Ghostly Files
Talks about the small adventures of me as being part of a ghostly trio (No_Body~No_One's Journal), and eventually another story I'm trying to write.
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