• You know when your life is about to end, your life flashes by you like single drops of rain. But if you already died and just came back like pieces, you really have something else going on. At first, I didn't know who i was. I didn't know what this certain kind of world this was, so busy and quiet. I didn't remember how their tongue works. As the people spoke foreign languages, i spoke the only language i knew. It was not as if i remembered the name of the language. I was covered with dirt and dust and everyone looked at me weird. It was different. I lived in a seperate world for years and years, but in this world, it felt as if not a single breath was made. As if no time has passed from my world to theirs. All i knew was I lived in this world before.


    "Where am I?" Amber said. Her eyes blinked, but closed quickly. "the light..It's too bright.." she spoke. "You've been given a second chance to live your life again. Grasp it and live it to the full. The voice was heavenly and everything felt fine. Suddenly, a feeling came across her. A dark, alone feeling. The light was gone and she was stuck somewhere dark. Amber couldn't breathe. There was no air. "Help me.." she whispered. She closed her eyes, a teardrop sliding down her cheek. "I can't believe we're getting paid to do this,"a gruff voice said. It was muffled and a bit far away, but it was Amber's last hope. "You gotta do watcha gotta do," a country voice appeared. The sound of shovels were digging the single spot.

    to be continued...