<a class="postlink" href="http://i170.photobucket.com/albums/u280/ristina225/Decorated%20images/Anime-Boys-anime-guys-3786033-815-9.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><br/>Shane was never one to believe that his life would end the way it did. Or that life after death was even possible. He was a Low life so to speak and such thoughts never occurred to him.  His parents always yelled at him, and cussed him out. Then he would always leave. That was just the way things were , and the only person that ever believed in him was his little sister. Who was six at the time of the death. Of course she was sixâ€¦how could she have known how terrible her brother was.<br/><br/>That was just the thing Shane never tried to be good, not a single day in his life. He was the type of 17 year old kid that hated homework, dissed the teachers, slept with every girl he could find, and managed to wheedle his way into a gang. Death was far from his mind, and far from his goody toe shoe parents as well because if they had known Shane was going to die young maybe they would of treated him different. But death was not predictable or understandable in anyway, and he could never have imagined where he would end up after death.<br/><br/>His last day of life went pretty normally. Swearing at the teachers, getting thrown out of school, then yelled at by his parents, and finally him leaving the house. Though what made this day different was that unknown to him a group of gangsters rival to his would do a drive by in the neighborhood, and he would be the one to be shot. That was until the familiar blue car drove by and before he could run the bullet was right through the head.<br/><br/>They say death is painless, and not scary but he felt the pain from the bullet and his body hitting the ground as if he was really there. Even though he knew he wasnâ€™t. In that moment he realized he was a ghost as he hovered over his body like an un-forsaken ghost. No white gates , and angels but hell he didnâ€™t really expect to go there. What really surprised him was that there was no fire, and demons to meet him on the other side. No there was just his ghostly body standing on the side walk watching the hearse take away his body.<br/><br/>It was about what he would call three sleepless nights until he realized that he felt nothing. No tired, no hungry, no angry, no sad. Maybe that was heaven for him. Just maybe it wasâ€¦. It took another 3 days till he realized that as a ghost he could haunt people. The problem was people didnâ€™t realize he was there. It was then that he realized maybe certain people could see him. Also he began to take a list of criminals, and of dirty people that were horrible to get rid of or to haunt for the rest of his life. Top of that list was the rival gang that shot him.<br/><br/>From there on he went in search of people that was until he ran into a young girl named Shaunnacey Wooding who was a so called medium. He stayed in her room one night until she woke up and saw him. Just like that there first meeting started. All he had to say at that moment was "Hey finally someone can see me." He smirked a little.