Log entry....

Three days has passed since I've been buried. Their daily lives continued with a missing piece of life. I've observed them all this time, my family and my girl. This whole week, I've never seen them smile. They talk with few words, sometimes an exchange of a single word. I feel like a stalker ghost but, what can I do? I guess this is normal at first.

I really miss them even though I'm with them all the time, you know, talking to them. It's already heartbreaking that I cannot talk to them and they're talking about me or the things I like.

From time to time, they do somehow see a glimpse of me. Though they think they're hallucinating. They even said I look like an angel in white. I'm like, please. I look like a mental patient. I don't really like the image of me being an angel. Being a ghost sound cooler, don't you think?

One time, while I was playing with my little sister. My parents heard my little sister call out my name. They thought she was looking for me, her brother who's not at home. They picked her up and carried her for half an hour. We were actually playing peek-a-boo but since her calling my name probably reminded my mom that she won't have a brother anymore or might forget me when she grew up.

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A week passed by silently, they do still weep every night. I tried to maybe get into their dreams, I think I somehow succeed but it only makes them wake up in the middle of the night and cry. They said I came to visit their dreams. I'm not sure If I can actually do that though, visiting dreams. I only held their head with my hands and touched our foreheads.

My dad seems to start smoking secretly, a stick a night seems like his limit, for now, he does look a bit cooler but smoking will lessen you lifespan, dad. I do hope mom can catch him smoking and give him some words.

Also, I notice that I can somehow feel something from electronic stuff, like the TV or the computer. One time, I tried to pass my head through a TV screen to imitate that horror movie I saw back them. What I felt was that grounded static electrical feeling all over my face. It felt so strange I flew past the wall quickly and floated outside the house.

I'm guessing that somehow, a ghost is good conductor for static or electrical energy, this might be why they can control lights, TVs and maybe camera recordings---- Ahahaha!

I'm not even sure what I'm saying. I'm just saying random stuff. Isn't it funny when a ghost talk about something scientific? Right?.... No? Sorry... Never mind.

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One afternoon, my dad was at work and my mom was doing the laundry, she left my little sister in the living room. She left the TV on and the program was one of those children's cartoon, I tried to maybe change the channel by using the remote, and what surprised me was I was able to do it, though there was this static feeling whenever I use a button. This might actually a good haunting prank.

My little sister didn't mind the program we're watching, it's one of those CGi movies I like to watch. I sometimes wonder, can my sister see me as a ghost, or the living me. While I was wondering about it, mom came our of the laundry room and look at the program. She looks at the program, then my sister. I bet she wonders why it's on my favorite program. "She probably fiddles on the Remote and got there accidentally," Afterward, she returned it back to the cartoon kiddy show.

When dusk came, I went outside to have a walk. I plan to go visit a nearby church or temple. Staying in houses really bores me and I can't really use my phone, console or computer at all. They all felt tingly and I can't turn them on.

I was walking silently while looking at the changing sky when I heard a voice.

"Hey, aren't you the one who recently died?"

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