my name

Dear Diary,

This is my first entry and it's super important because today I remembered my name. Well, not really remembered. I found it. Maybe I should start at the beginning.

I woke up alone in an empty house. That was over a month ago. I think. I’m not quite sure; time seems to be blurring together. I went outside but nobody was around. So, I found some friends and I even got a new pet! He’s a little spider with a bright red mark on his butt. He’s the coolest. 

After a while I was a little sad I hadn’t seen anyone and to be honest I put on some pounds. One too many late night snacks and A LOT of White Claws later, I decided I was going to go out there and figure out who I am. 

Since then I’ve seen so much! I’ve met other people, shit I mean ghosts, just like me. That’s weird to say. I’m a freakin ghost! I know right!?!? 

At first I was scared but it’s kind of fun being able to go anywhere and see everything I want. The only thing I don’t like is when that bitch psychic down the street wakes me up in the middle of the night. NOT COOL!

Then the other day I was out on my usual stroll (I learned ghosts like to call it a haunting) and I felt some serious deja vu. I felt like I had been there before but I couldn’t quite place it. 

I picked some flowers and was on my way back home when I came across the most peaceful graveyard. The sun was breaking through the leaves and was shining directly on one particular headstone. Curiosity got the best of me so I walked over to it. 

When I finally saw it I can’t even explain how it felt. Maybe because I felt everything all at once. I just knew it was mine. My name was Violet. My name IS Violet. 

Now I know my name but that just brought up a million other questions. Where is my family? Where are my friends? Who did I love? What did I do? How old am I? Who am I?

How did I die?

Love, Violet