had to write a daily entry for class so i spit this out
Jam is a medium who can communicate with those who have passed on into the afterlife to the full extent.
Yes, his name is Jam.
No, it’s not short for anything.
He doesn’t like to shower and thinks body spray is the answer to life’s problems.
It’s always hot where he lives. He would swim more often if it didn’t mean he had to shower before entering the pool.
Sometimes, he plays with a fake sword. Sometimes, it manages to scare ghosts away, or even laugh.
He’s satisfied either way.
Jam gets hurt easily. Physically, that is. He keeps a box of flexible band-aids by his bed, because the other ones fall off soon after enduring his daily routine of never staying still.
Jam isn’t scared of the ghosts that he sees.
They look like normal people, just...a little transparent. And with a weird, squiggly and somewhat stereotypical ghost wisp tail instead of a lower half.
To be honest, Jam isn’t scared of a lot of things. Not nothing. Just not a lot.
Jam is scared of not fulfilling his promises. Ghosts are scared of that, too.