It started out just looking at the stars. Jeremy was trying to find certain constelations. He gave up after a while. Then we started talking about how beautiful the sky is. Jeremy says it's the one thing he's ever really thought of as beautiful. Besides me.

We talked about religion and God. If there really is a God. There's some things, Jeremy says, that make him think there is a God, but other times he says that there isn't.

We talked about the fact that we'll probably be looking down from Heaven some day and think how dumb we were not to believe in Heaven and Hell.

Then my sister came out and it some how reminded Jeremy of the little girl in The Ring. (That movie freaks me out by the way.) We talked more about whether or not there's an after life.

Jeremy's grandfather was a boxer. He died in the upstairs of Jeremy's house, which no one lives in anymore. Jeremy says he's heard boxing matches upstairs before. I believe him, but I don't believe him. He says he's seen a ghost. That it looked just like a person, but it just disapeared all of a sudden. He says it's scary when you think about it, but when you see it, it's just peaceful and calm.

My friend Jordan says she's seen a ghost, but her's was completely different. She said it looked like smoke with bright red eyes. And it just stared at her, then vanished.

I've never seen a ghost. Never heard anything. I used to want to when I was about ten years old. But I don't anymore. The only thing I know is I was born on my grandfather's birthday. My mom claims I act just like him. In the back of my mind, I've always believed that I have a bit of his spirit living inside me.

I don't know why we talk about these things. God. Heaven. Death. But it was one of the first times we'd really talked about anything.

August 01, 2004 at 10:03 pm