There was a chaos around him, people with white aprons, a disgusting scent, blood, cottons, towels. He couldn't get what was going on around him. Suddenly, he felt something, something that he didn't feel for months. This feeling was all over in his body. I mean it. Once oxygen filled his body, he noticed that he didn't take a breathe before but that was impossible, a breathless life? He might be dead before, how could he survive? He started to crying, exclaiming because of the pain, the oxygen, burnt all over his body. 24th of September, 5.34 Tuesday morning, he opened his eyes to the world, the world of life. He was born. It was an inscrutable moment for Jack.
