I'm Dead. I'm a Ghost. Sorry I can't show you what I look like - it's kind of hard to capture a ghost on film, so my final resting place is the best I can do for a photograph - it's a lovely spot in the cemetery though, don't you think?
Anyway, I died when I was a little girl living in the woods near Marquette, Michigan in the 1850s. Since my death, I have been seen by people lost in blizzards, and I have aided them in finding their way.
I have learned a lot about your modern world by observing it, and I can control my energy to use the computer, watch TV etc. Being dead isn't so bad, but all my family went into the light, and someday I probably will too, but for now, I want to help the living.
