I then appeared all of a sudden in our house in Valenzuela as a ghost. I was in the kitchen and they are cooking lots of food. It looked like they were having a party and yet the atmosphere was so sad. I was just a spirit so nobody minded me. As I went through the house I found my family getting in the car about to drive somewhere. I wanted to come with them but I can’t seem to leave the house. It’s like I’m bound to the house! They were rounding the corner already and they can’t hear me screaming for them. I was crying so hard then. I felt so alone. I woke up in tears.
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It's sad. But atleast you were left in the house with all that yummy food!
Wait, can ghosts eat?
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