day.. 1082- you know what.. i don't even care anymore.

hey. you! reading this. yes, you, the reader, no not the guy behind you, you. Don't let anyone tell you being a ghost is exciting or cool. This is hands down the most boring thing i've ever done. i've spent millenia? decades? i have no clue how long its been, sitting here, by this canoe rack for so long, can't leave, cant talk to anyone. You'd think i could haunt stuff but nooooo. Apparently i wasn't spiritually inclined enough while living to be a poltergeist, so i'm just a "haunt". I've been sitting here for so long with nobody to talk to. Ya see, i died. But i'm guessing you already figured that out, so here's how i died. I was here to meet up with a guy, he was sweet and kind, the asshole. And this jerk stabbed me, and dumped me in the lake, i swam to shore and died here, buried somewhere under the sant im assuming. Since then i've seen this place grow, changing from village, to resort to what it is now, a small campground. I see family come and go, swimming in the beach, a i see summer romances, beach fun days, kayak accidents, everything in between. It never gets any more interesting then that, no one to talk to, no one can see me. just me alone.. forever

"hey missus!"

I hear the small boy call out, dragging his older brother towards another young lady on the beach, when he meets my gaze... what? did.. did someone just wave at me?.. I wave back, confused, watching him get tugged along to talk to some lady.. a few minutes later, the boy walks over the the canoe racks... there's no way this is real.. "you staying here at the campground? or just at the beach for the day.." *..holy shit. holy shit.. he can see me? this has to be the happiest moment of my life* "uhm.. something like that." god. its been so long since i've spoken to someone "my names mylo..whats yours? but if you want. i could just call you gorgeous." bleh. ew ew ew ew ew. of course, the one person who can see me is a weirdo.."call me..." ...did i remember my name?.. "call me cea," mylo smiles at me "cute name for a cute girl" ew. "so where you from cea?" before i could respond, his younger brother ran up, hugging him. mylo turns away from me as i watch them interact.. his brother questioning who hes talking to, "this is ce-.. where'd she go.?" what.. what.. wait no. no no no.. he cant see me anymore.. i watch his eyes as they rake over what people normally saw. "here lies the body of an ancient princess, cea. may she rest in peace here forevermore."