I gasped as I pushed back from my last rep,

I gasped as I pushed back from my last rep, sweating and panting, my body slumped against the weight machine. Was this wrong? Why was a ghost like me so interested in bodybuilding?

I thought if I could get my weight up from 21 grams to about 30, the female ghosts would pick me. Isn't that how supernatural selection works? I asked a biologist, but he screamed

I mean, screened, GhostBusters which totally offended me. When will the living stop treating ghosts like second class citizens?

I mean, how much more corporeal punishment could they take, anyway? Hah! See what I did there?

I thought hard... a pun? a simile? an ironic statement about the bourgeois upperclass and its propensity for cruelty? It was over my head and under the radar.

It was on the tip of my tonge,but I never said those words.I was caught,and there was nothing I could have done or said that would have saved me from

my fate. So I put on the Hat of Shame, the Coat of a Humiliation the Gloves of Mortification and the Wellington Boots of Embarrassment and walked out never to return. On the way to

somewhere no one knew me & I'd never be recognized ever, ever again, my head was hanging so low, I never even noticed the shadows gathering round me in the Forest of Redemption.

A soft whisper caught my attention and I lifted my head. I was completely surrounded by dark figures. I stopped walking and thinking about escaping the town and got ready to