One day I got out of bed and realized I was walking through the door without opening it. I went to the kitchen for breakfast. While I was eating my breakfast, I noticed that the food was falling down. After that I was screaming endlessly.

I wanted to get a phone, but I couldn't. I was now a ghost. When I got home I found a potion on the floor. I took that potion to the lab and studied it. Who could have poured this potion on me? I had an enemy. I said she might have spilled it and went to her house. The antidote was standing over there. It was on the table. I poured the antidote on me. I was the old me. I was so relieved and went home.