My name was Emily. I was eight years old. I am dead. I died during the beginning of the apocalypse. That was nine years ago. Now I help others move on..
I sit inside a train, watching. Outside is a red haired boy and a red haired woman. His mother. I've been watching this particular boy for a while now..
As I wake up, I hear the birds outside. I wonder what they're talking about. I stand up on my bed so I can open my curtains. There's a red bird sittin..