You wake in Shrek's swamp covered in mud, wearing purple pants, and a giant slinky for a shirt. He is coming closer, slowly. You are face to face, Shrek grabs you and throws you out of his swamp.

But the plot this is: You are Shrek and Shrek is you and but you were dead and ghost and this IS real life. And so now you are but dead but in real life at your funeral Shrek is there but he is still is you. He is cry. Shrek loved you but you is Shrek so you can never be.

Sad story I known but is loved.