I have become a ghost.
   My walk has now adapted into some sort of skip, as I spring from left to right, on the lookout for anyone who could pop up behind me. When those encounters with people do occur, I simply smile or wave, trying to escape the slightest human interaction.
   Why? Well, why not? Is it not awkward to simply stand there, pretending to be interested in whatever the other person is saying, when truly you're just wondering how far apart from each other you are? So you fast walk away as soon as you've said hello, even though you feel so, so hungry for some human interaction.
   Where I live, Covid-19 has not yet made a dramatic appearance. I only catch glimpses of it through the television's screen, my little window to the happenings of the rest of the world.
   I have gained a talent for observing. Everyday, I look out the window, at the miniature stream of people walking through the streets, counting them.
   I have always felt bad for ghosts. Unlike the other undead, they always hold onto at least a piece of who they once were, longing for things to go back to the way they used to be. They're not mindless bodies of rotting flesh who simply groan 'Brainsssss' for good pleasure.
   I have indeed become a ghost.
   I read, I bake, I write...
   I do all the things that I enjoy, the things that make me, well, me. Is it just me who has begun to forget who I am? Everyday I become more worry than person, just as a ghost becomes more a monster than a soul.
   For have you not heard the stories of ghosts? How they sing, how they dance, how they do everything in their power to remain themselves?
   I look out the window, as people walk by, people I long to join in conversation. Just like a ghost, am I right?
   I could go on and on about what I have become.
   I have become a ghost.

Author's note: This is the first thing that I have ever written on Wattpad (and hopefully not the last...). It's so exciting! If you've read what I've written for the #WritingTogether challenge, sorry for the drama. My writing somehow always ends up dramatic...
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