Death.
Darkness.
Loneliness.
Sometimes I thought about it. What comes after we die? Is it painless? Is it just like "I live and the next moment it's over" ? Well, the thing is, no one knows. Or at least no one is able to tell anyone about it. Everyone just knows it the moment it happens.
I don't remember much from my past life. There are fragments. Pieces of memories. Some are more clear than others. The funny part of this whole situation is, there was never something that held me in this life, so I wasn't sad that it came to an end. I had nothing important anymore. The family I had, abandoned me just as I was able to survive on my own. People I thought of as friends used me and threw me away, just when I wasn't useful anymore.
After school my life became monotone. I studied for a job, got the job and worked. I had the feeling every day was like the other. The only thing that kept me from loosing my mind was my free time. And because i had no real fun in living in the real world, I fled into the fictional world. Books, movies and games. That were the things that kept my spirit up.
Now the really funny part about all of this. I can remember more about these fictional worlds than my own. Isn't that kind of sad?
Yeah, maybe. Just as sad, as talking to yourself about how miserable your past life was, but hey, that is all I have, while drifting through the emptiness.
How about a new Chance?
What? Am I already this insane? Hearing different voices than my own in my mind.
You aren't.
What? Who is there?
Just someone, that is offering you a way out of your misery.
Oh I know how this ends. As payment you want my soul right? Isn't that always like that?
No.
That's the assumption of your kind. Always thinking that everything that comes to higher powers, is related to a price. Not everyone is so greedy and self centered as humandkind.
And you are offering me this chance, why?
Because sometimes I am just in the mood help some poor souls like yourself.
And what do you want to do?
Asking you something:
What is your greatest wish?
Good question. I've never really thought about it. To be someone, i think. Someone that is loved, by the people he loves. Someone that has done something he can be proud of.
Good. It's settled then.
What do you mean?
Hello?
Why is it getting so bright? What is happening? So much noice. My senses. It kind of hurts. What is happening with me?