I was suicidal and there was a drug you could take to make u die in a couple of minutes, all you have to do is drink this odd cup of liquid and this weird pill, I was outdoors and I had already taken the drug and I had the cup in my hand ready to drink when suddenly a loud voice came on the radio saying to not take the drug and they provided a good explanation not to but me being a little dumbo decides to chug the whole cup down, I quickly died and the next thing I know I was in a dark spacious room and all I could do is run to this white door after I ran through the door a few moments later I awoke in a hospital bed, wondering where I was I started freaking out until the doctors calmed me down (somehow), they thought I had somehow lost my memory of what they called
" the incident " and I went through further questioning, not understanding anything of what they asked or what they told me, they decided to keep me in the hospital, then I go to the restroom, and I look into the mirror remembering everything that happened with me taking the drug and running through the white door that seemed to be a hospital door, then the second time I look in the mirror I'm in someone else's body, I take a moment to calm myself and think of explanation or just anything that seemed reasonable but the only thing that came to mind was that I died at the same time the person that was in my body had gone through their incident and we somehow both switched lives, so I couldn't have died in my past life, after hearing her story I figured out her name was Kiley and her family had gotten murdered but she was the only one that survived.
Every day I wrote in a journal about what happened in my past life and how I ended up dying and switching bodies with this girl. And what I planned to do when I found her.
I decided we should both meet up since we were both in the United States all I had to do was go back to where I came from, sounds easy but with what money? So I figured out that she had a job at a nice restaurant and a nice car. So all I had to do was go to work. After days and days of working and paying bills of her own, I had enough money to travel to where I was in my past life. So after traveling to where I used to live, I knocked on the door of "My" house, and she came to the door as my last life self. she didn't say anything just let me in, then we sat in the living room to talk and she told me everything that happened in her past life and I told her mine, then we concluded that we both had to kill ourselves at the same time so we went to the local bridge to jump off while a lot of people were there recording and on live TV and we both jumped off, but at that moment I thought: what if this doesn't work and what if we both die, from looking at her face I could tell she was thinking the same thing as me, it felt like forever before we both hit the ground and died. The only thing I could see is a dark room and I could hear a news broadcast of the letter I wrote over the days after I heard what seemed to be the letters she wrote then I heard silence, and there on I assumed I was dead.forever
