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Some people would call my existence peculiar. I don't. I think I'm just lucky I don't have to suffer anymore. Okay, so you guessed it. I'm dead. Big deal. But you kinda get used to it after being dead for'I forget. It's about 500 years. I don't mind being where I am because I sort of feel like God. I guess I am in a way but it's a good feeling, knowing you can watch over people and help them.
It never gets boring; the views are just amazing from where I am. I stray around in the centre of the Milky Way galaxy (well, that's its really old name; people call it the Symador now.) You couldn't call it sitting because I'm no longer human so my spirit just floats about.
Well, anyway. Enough of me rambling on, I guess you want to know what happened? Oh go on then. But this is the last time. The amount of times I've had to retell this story is unbelievable! But seeing as it's you, I'll go on. I won't bother with all the 'and then I did this and that and then this again and then I died' rubbish. I just tell it exactly as I remembered everything, all those years ago. I'll open up my mind; let you read my thoughts. Here we go:

Half Term'At Last! 'And I'm on my bed of pain.
Wednesday October 10th
1:00p.m.
Why oh why oh why? I am once again in Agony 'R' Us before I check into Heartbreak Hotel once again.
You know what? I hate boys. But Leon was so different. He was kind and thoughtful and he would always hold the door open for me. I know it sounds really old fashioned, but most boys just let it smack into your face and only apologize when you're later in A&E having your nose cut off.
Everything was great. Until he moved to our street. 'Great!' you would say, 'there's a snog-a-thon right on my door step!' But you haven't met her. She isn't worthy of a name. Well, I'll tell you her name, but just this once so it makes things easier. She's Catherine Swaeny. She lives right across the road to me. Right next to Leon. How convenient. Oh yes, what a lovely sight in the morning when I collect the milk. A snog fest for everyone to see. Oh that will brighten my day. Not.
But you don't know what happened, do you? I'll tell you and then you can decide how much you like them.
It was last Saturday when Leon and I were having a whale of a time ice skating on our date. I would fall over, he would pick me up, give me a hug to keep me warm; it was really romantic. And somehow, Catherine knew exactly were we were that evening. Or it might have been a coincidence. After all, she had booked before us.
Anyhow, Catherine was skating with her boyfriend, Mark, when he did one of those fancy spins and he knocked her right in the face and off her feet and she hit the wall with her head. Of course she was unconscious. I mean who would survive a hit to the head with those big muscular arms!? Shut up brain, shut up!!!
So the jist of it was I stood and gawped like the giant gawping thing I am while Leon tried to 'resuscitate' Catherine but the funny thing (or not so funny thing, in my case) is that Leon didn't need to give her mouth to mouth. He just wanted a quick snog. I may not be number one doctor in the country but I do know that you don't need to give someone mouth to mouth if they're already breathing.
Well, after I had finished my famous gawping act, Catherine was taken away on a stretcher (ridiculous, I know) and I said to Leon was he going to walk home with me and Mark and he said he was going to the hospital with Catherine and would I be all right on my own? I said I would be fine and I sulked all the way home.
But that's not the last of it. When they were in the hospital together, they had plenty of 'getting to know you' time, shall we say. Apparently, he asked her out on a date. Before he even broke up with me! The cheek!
When Catherine came out of hospital, that's when they told me. They came round my house one evening and told me everything. 'Oh, hi, you guys! I hope you're feeling better, Catherine!' I say as I open the front door.
'Oh yes, I'm fine thank you. All thanks to Leon!' I couldn't believe what happened next. Catherine linked arms with Leon and gave him a really cheesy smile! What the hell?!
'Yeah, the doctors said it was a miracle she was okay,' said Leon, completely oblivious to my puzzlement.
'Georgia, to be honest, I just came to talk to you. If you don't mind, Catherine.'
'Oh not at all,' she says and goes and stands beneath the tree in our front garden. She gives us a little patronizing wave from where she's standing. God, I hate her already.
'Look, Georgia,' says Leon, looking uncomfortable. 'I don't know anyway other way to tell you this but me and Catherine are an item now so, well, you know' I'm really sorry,' he says, his face falling. 'But Mark's free now!' he says, his face brightening up, 'He's a real laugh.' Yeah. If you call a 'real laugh' getting whacked unconscious. 'Okay. Yeah. That seems'fine. Okay well' I'll be'' I say as I retreat into the house.
'Yeah. Same. Must be' you know'' Leon says pointing over his shoulder at Catherine.
'Well, bye.' And I slam the door. How stupid am I? My boyfriend broke up with me and it's 'fine'. I'm so stupid.
And that's how I came to be lying on my bed of pain. Welcome to my world.