The Tenth Year After My Death

This is the tenth year since I died. If we never got to say goodbye properly, then let's meet once more! Let's call it a farewell!

1. I seem to be a wandering ghost, but I don't remember who I am. I've drifted aimlessly through this world for ten years. The experienced ghosts I've met told me I must have unfinished business, but I can't remember having anything left to do. Still, I don't really mind. I can always find ways to amuse myself. My favorite thing to do over the past ten years has been eavesdropping on the sorrowful stories of the unfortunate, and hospitals are usually my favorite places to go