My Life Got Better.. After I Died, chapter 1

I sat alone in my room. I was so sick of everything. I took the knife and slowly pressed the cold piece of metal to my skin. Green Day's Wake Me Up When September Ends, played in the background. I had always liked that song. I couldn't take living anymore though. The knife pierced my skin, I pushed it deeper and deeper. After that I just sat there, listening to the sound Of Billie Joe's voice. His voice began to fade away. My eyes closed, I was dead. My soul lifted out of my body. I never thought I would see my room again, but I did. I saw all of the Green Day posters covering the walls. I saw the copy of Alternative Press(with Green Day on the cover) lying on the ground. I had finished reading the Green Day article, just before I did the dirty deed. I floated out of my room. My mother stood in the kitchen. She didnt even know yet. I still heard Green Day playing. My mom never seemed to pay much attention to me. It would probably be at least 10:00 before my mom even knew that I was dead. I didnt know what to do. I decided to float around town and see what was going on.

I floated to my ex-boyfriends house. His name was Travis. Travis told me that I spent too much time obsessing over Green Day. That wasnt entirely true. I went over to his house. I floated into his house... He wasnt doing anything. He was just sitting on the couch watching TV. I wondered how he would feel when he knew I was dead. He probably wouldn't even care. Then suddenly I got a brilliant idea. Why not go and finally get to see Green Day? I could be in the first row. I could finally do all of the things that I wanted to do. I floated away and it took a while to get there though. When I did it was totally worth it. I couldnt believe I was going to see Green Day, even though I was dead.