Bab 3: Chapter 3: Waking up in a 6 yrs. old body

I open my eyes and sit up on the bed. Remembering the nightmare, I quickly hold onto my neck. I feel myself breathing, although it's hard and rough at least I am still breathing and not dead.

"That....whoooo, I am glad that is only a nightmare." I said aloud.

I can't stop myself from remembering that nightmare. I died because I was eaten by a dog, I really feel that it's true.

I stop and stare at my hand in confusion. My hands are so small and cute. It looks like a hand of a kid. Wait, I am talking about my hand! My own hands! Its small??? Why is it small?! Is this even my own hand?

To confirm if this hands are really mine, I move them to the right and it move. Still not believing it I raise my right hand and it rise. What is going on!

I abruptly stand up, I now only notice that I am in a, well, poor place. I don't know what to call this place. This place is far compared from my beautiful apartment!

Everything is so, so, so mediocre-plain and simple. The bed is-is that even a bed? Don't judge me, I am not use to this kind of place. The furnitures, there is not even that much furniture. There is no T.V, no refrigator, not even an electric fan.

'What is this place? The past? Hahaha. Maybe they didn't really have money.' I joke on my head.

While I am observing this place, I came to a stop because of a mirror. Of course the mirror don't have a problem! Its just that, in my suppose to be reflection, there is another person.

It's a little girl. She looks to be around 6 years old. She looks so beautiful, like a fairy that descended on the mortal world. The little girl has dark violet hair and her eyes are deep blue ocean. She really looks beautiful. I stare at the clothes she's wearing, it's a dress. A dress,but it's not a beautiful dress. The dress also looks plain and simple like this place.

I slowly walk towards the mirror and the reflection also follows my movements. I stop when I come in the mirror and touch it. The little girl also touch it.

"Is this really me?" I ask.

I am not believing it! I am 18 years old so it's impossible for me to be 6 years old. I can't just become a 6 years old beautiful little girl.

I did the chicken dance and the girl in the mirror did it too. I stuck my tounge out and she also did it. I wave my hand and she wave her hand too.

Now, that is really my reflection. But how did I suddenly just become a beautiful 6 years old girl?

I walk towards the bed and sit in there to ponder it for a while. I can't think of any reason and how.

I gasp as I thought about that. But it's impossible, that can't be. 'Could it be possible that that nightmare is not a nightmare, and it is true? Like it really happened?! But if it really happened then I really died because I got eaten by a dog? What a shame on myself. The last question is....is how did I get to live again? The only answer I know is that I am Reincarnated.'

'I am Reincarnated. Wow. It's cliche, I feel like a protoganist in some novel. But if God gave me a second chance then I should spend it wisely. And to spend it wisely, I have to live my life to the fullest and have fun. Yeah,that is what I am going to do.'

My thoughts are interrupted when I hear the door open. I look at it and see a man and woman with brown hair and brown eyes. When the woman saw me awake she rush to me and hug me tightly. I sit there feeling awkward. I awkwardly patted her back.

"I am glad that you are now awake, Luca." The woman said. I look at her confuse. 'Who is she? They can't be my parents, because just base on looking at their hair and eyes I am not their child.'

Sensing my confuse gaze the woman look at me. "Are you okay? Is there something wrong?" She ask me, her voice is shaking.

"Who are you?" I ask her. I don't really know she is. I can only play the 'have amnesia role' here.

"You don't remember us?" She ask me with quivering voice and her eyes tearing.

"I'm sorry. I don't really remember anything." I said politely.

"You are our daugther." The man speak. "Rose I think she have amnesia."

"That's impossible. She didn't hit her head, she just drowned!"

'So I drowned. That's why I kind of feel rough and hard to breath.'

"But...I don't know, she really have amnesia."

"Am I really your daugther?" I ask them. I already know the answer but I am just confuse and don't know the events. I am also tired.

"Yes. We are your parents. You, should just go and sleep first. Rest." The woman said. I just nodded at her. I am tired and need to adapt things. It's just so, Ugh! Thinking of everything right now is making me have a head ache.

I lay in the bed and close my eyes.

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