"A Dead Girl Texted Me, But I Didn't Stop Replying" | ClancyPasta PRESENTS

I had never had any friends.

Not at school.

And not even now that I was an adult and living on my own.

That was why I was surprised when I received a message from an unknown number on my phone a few days ago.

Hi, Annie.

Hi.

Do we know each other? I know you, but you don't know me.

I stared at the screen in confusion before typing, What do you mean? Well, it's

complicated.

I'll tell you everything, and if you don't want to talk to me afterward, I'll understand.

By the way, my name is Amanda.

I smiled and told her, okay.

Her reply came immediately.

I'm dead.

I know that sounds crazy, but I like to be friends with someone.

I never had any friends.

I frowned.

I was used to people making fun of me.

I put my phone down and silently cursed myself for being so stupid, thinking that someone would actually want to talk to me.

My phone vibrated.

Another message.

I understand that you probably don't believe me.

Look at the TV.

I turned toward the television and it started turning itself on and off.

Another message.