Chapitre 1: Origin
We had just left my dad's office. He was going to stay late for extra work. "What are we gonna eat tonight?" my sister said with her signature hungry face.
"Maybe we can go to the Japanese Buffet to celebrate your Dad's business go international". Sure but it is not as much as a celebration without Dad it's his success, after all, I said with a tired expression. "Bro you falling asleep already?" my sister said while laughing.
Oh, sleepy head we aren't done yet we gotta play ego worlds. Okay, I said with a groan. We played for about an hour then started watching bluetube. I yawned and laid down in the seat.
Half asleep I had seen a light getting slowly closer. It was a speeding car coming towards our direction. Mom looked like she was in shock a second later we were barreling down a slope. At this point, I was praying to God that I would survive. I took off my seat belt and covered my sister.
Before I knew what happened I was in pure darkness. No sister No mom No nothing just darkness.
It was pitch black but I heard something a high pitched beeping. Beep beep beep beep I heard my Dad crying beside me. It sounded like he said something under his breath like "finally that woman is gone" but Dad wouldn't say that. The beeping stopped as I struggled to breathe and I died. I was back in the darkness well since I'm stuck here. Maybe I can try to remember something from my past but it was blank I had no memory. But I did remember a thing I saw."A pumpkin lives in a house made of pumpkin is the house made of flesh or is he made of the house he screams for he does not know". I was as confused as the pumpkin in the pumpkin house. But for now, it seems like I still had the ability to hear. It was still pitch black. I heard metalwork almost like what my Dad did, he works in the robotics industry. Day after day I heard more and more activity. Until one day I heard a scream I woke up in a hospital unaware if what happened was it all a dream. For now, I am just glad I am alive.
"Thank Goodness you're alive," Dad said with a tear in his eye I could tell he was happy that I was still alive.
Dad told me to rest as he left to the store to buy medicine. How was I still alive remembered dying but I'm still alive. I got up and tried to walk. I fell a couple of times but I finally remembered how to walk. As I walked around the room I noticed I had no scars on my arms or legs.
A nurse came in and told me to lay back down. So I did, it was boring just laying down staring at nothing emptiness that resides inside me. That one sounded good it was like I was a poet. My Dad finally came back. We stayed there for another hour then left.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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