Chapter 1: I Died?
Babe, what now? They all asked.
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Let's start from the very start, okay? So there was a man and a woman who liked each other. and the---. No, no, no, not from that early. Let's start again.
Hi, I am not gonna tell you my previous life name because it doesn't matter. Okay, fine, let's just say it starts with an A.
I was just an ordinary kid who was going to get a psychology degree in the 21st century, cause let's just say, I was not the sharpest tool in the shed.
But I was looking for something to get out of the cycle of going to high school - getting a degree - falling into student debt - falling in love - getting married - and having kids. - boom, after they are raised, they leave, and you realise you have wasted so much of your life doing what others have done for generations.
And I just wished for a chance to get out of this mundane life, and it happened...
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That's when I was thinking about my mundane life while seeing outside of the glass with my reflection coming off it and a bit of water droplets on it, while wearing my old airpods and listening to one of my songs from my playlist, Eminem - Stan (Long Version) ft. Dido.
Screech...
"Next stop: W 81 St., Central Park." ~ The middle-aged bus driver said, At least that is what the old man sitting next to me told me.
While packing my stuff, I thought, "And the people on the internet say New Yorkers are crazy and don't care about anyone else except themselves; that's why we shouldn't trust everyone on the internet."
"Thanks," ~ I said to the old man.
I got off the bus, and the bus doors closed behind me when everyone got out. One of them was a couple in their 30's with their little girl, and the other one who got out was a middle-aged man, probably a blue-collar worker.
I nodded towards them all, and they nodded, and we just started walking. I guess that's New York for you. I was visiting my grandparents this summer, and they lived on 25 West 81st Street. It is quite a beautiful house, if you ask me.
When I was walking, I had my airpods and was listening to another song by AC/DC - Thunderstruck. I suddenly felt a huge explosion go off.. Boom.. And out of the corner of my eye, I saw a huge flash.
I was thinking, "Is this how I die? This is how I escape my mundane life."
It felt like my whole body went into shock before going unconscious.
I heard the couple screaming, "Aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh."
I thought, "I got struck by lightning. Why are you screaming? I should be screaming"
The little kid was crying while calling for her parents, "Mommy... Dad... dy... Mom...my..."
And the middle-aged men were looking at me with a look of shock and pity while trying to take video of the scene.
"What the fuck is wrong with people? They could at least call 911. Well, guess what fuck you, man I at least get to escape this mundane life."
and I only heard one more thing before going unconscious.
*sigh*
I died?
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