English Ghost Story

I’m John, I’m a normal kid, I like sports like skiing and swimming. 

I woke one morning from hearing small talk. It kinda sounded like my great grandfather 

…but he’s been dead a hundred years. When I opened my eyes I saw a 

huge dogface, thats even stranger than the voice. I jumped out off bed and turned around to see myself lying in the blood soaked bed.

 My great grandfather casually said

-The police and coroner will pick up the body soon.

 I stared at my bloody body in the bed and then at myself.

-Am I dead?

He is playing around with a huge knife then says

-Yes as dead as you can be!

Then he put the knife back into his belt.

A week later at my funeral everyone gathered around the grave. I stood under a tree making myself as visible as ghostly possible. To hopefully make them know I’m there.  When they saw me under the tree everyone got relieved except Gav the chain smokeing lungcancer pig. He looked much healthier than before, no extreme coughing.

If you are supposed to die there is one way death will let you live, you have to kill a healthy person and Gav thought his life is more worth living than mine.