CH1
It was those swift movements that enthralled her really. Living people, they just don't…have a hard time moving she supposed. Yes she had been alive as well, but did that matter? A few years and she had already been forgotten; sad really.
Emily kicked at a small pile of snow. Her parents had left the small town and now no one even seemed to know who she was. But that would all change! She wiggled the fingers of her left hand in admiration. Victor was such a sweet man, almost too shy for his own good, but he was cute.
She needed to dance, jumping up from her stump Emily began to spin around a bit. No reason to not have some fun while she was up here right? A few spins later and her maggot gave out a feeble whine. "You're making me sick!"
With a roll of her eyes Emily stopped spinning. "You are such a party pooper," she grumbled.
"Yeah well," he began, "It's not my fault all you do is spin in circles."
Flopping back down onto the stump she pulled him out of her ear. "Do not." And with that she dropped him onto the frozen ground.
She couldn't help but smile as he yelped. "It's cold down here, let me back in!" The poor maggot tried to get back to her but the snow hindered him greatly. "Emily! Please let me in!"
She smiled the tiniest bit wider. "Alright," she said, "If you stop yammering about my dancing I'll let you back in."
"Promise, I promise!" She leaned over and popped him back into her head. Several more minuets of silence passed. "This is your conscious Emily; I have a bad feeling about that boy."