LinStrong

Part 1: Is it really me?

Pov:Linstrong

Darkness, only darkness...
It's so empty in here...
Where I am?
-Looking at his hands - and who am I?
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Linstrong: No who am I, I know I am Linstrong right?
That's right, I can't be wrong about my name, can I?
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Looking around the dark void, I see a boy with snow-white hair, he is dressed in an orange shirt and blue jeans.
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Linstrong: But who is I? ... No, I'm standing here ... So this is another person? May I ask who is he?

When I approach the boy, I see that he is standing with his back to me, I pull my hand to his shoulder to take him and he paid attention, but when I already took him, he was gone.

Linstrong: What? Where did he disappear to? And how much ... AAAAAAAAAAA - grabbed his head and fell to the floor - HURTS WHAT IS THIS?

I started to see different events but why is my family there? My friends? These are not my memories, this is his memory, so he is a different me?

After the head passed and I saw his memories, I looked around again and what I saw surprised me even more, I saw even more like myself but some were different, some had black hair, some were older, some were dressed in different clothes and some even had superpowers.

Linstrong: So I'm just from other worlds? There are so many of them, even too much, - he scratches his chin, - and black hair suits me ... But seriously, there are more than tens of thousands or hundreds, and maybe more.

But what should I do to look at their memories, in addition it hurts and most of all the strange thing is that I feel everything that they felt, what else remains for me to do because I don't see a way out here, so this place wants me to look after all?
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Seeing no other way, I decided to watch the memories and every time it was at the beginning there were headaches but after a hundred they went away, most of these lives that I looked at were like mine? And looking more and more of the same, I began to understand how much my life was monotonous, I was always clouded by the success of my sisters, sports, music, writing, mind.

After a thousand more memories, I sat down on the ground and began to think about life, why else am I doing this? I'm so useless can they be better off without me? They won't be sad for me, will they?

But I was torn away from my thoughts by crying, getting up from the ground, I went to the sounds of crying, because it was strange, everyone I watched did not make a sound, although with different emotions in their eyes, but even so they were all silent.

Approaching the crying one, I did not notice any differences in it from most classic-like ones, I myself gave them such a name because there are more like them and I thought that this is a classic look.

I wondered why he was crying and when I touched him he didn't disappear at the very beginning he trembled as if from fright and only then disappeared and this was already a call to strangeness but it was too late to regret because the memories had begun.
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Tears flow from the eyes, it hurts, it hurts, why? FOR WHAT? and I'm back? Ha ha ha HAHAHAHAHA I'm back...

The madness that gripped me subsided and I calmed down, my eyes no longer watered and did not twitch, completely calmed down, I sat down to think.

So that's why he was crying? Although I feel sorry for him, I can't help him with anything, so we must continue.

But when I got up, I noticed that almost everyone who just stood there began to move, talk and do something, but even so they did not notice each other, as if they were not where I was, but in their own world, and what I see is what they make?

Ha interesting, so I'm the only one who sees this and I'm the only one in this emptiness? But perhaps this is for the best because it will be strange if I also communicate with them.

Continuing to look at memories after memories, I realized that there are quite a few strange universes, where Ronnie Ann and I were on a boyfriend and girlfriend or my husband and hi wife were not so strange, although not familiar, I don't think that in my universe it will be she She is also a bully and often bullies me.

Well, not only Ronnie Ann of course, was my girlfriend there, there were many, and the strangest thing is that I was also someone's girlfriend, because the strangest thing is that there are female versions of me, but this is not so important, looking at others, I realized that they can even be very close relationship with sisters, well, I certainly don't mind this, they looked and are really happy together ...

I wish I had at least a piece of the love that they received too ... No, of course I don't want my sisters to love me and knowing mine, they wouldn't .. - I let go of my head frowningly, but I would like at least we had a better relationship.
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After skipping my depression and looking at about fifty thousand more universes, I changed my mind even about a little love, maybe I even got a phobia or something like that, but what the sisters and others were doing really scared me, I didn't know that love can make crazy. .. Oh, I certainly didn't like it from where should I know.
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There were already less than a hundred left, I noticed that the more I watched, the more I knew something, I didn't even think that I could learn so much from just watching, writing music and poetry, even history, even though there is no paper in my free time, calming down from memories I practiced, I wrote the strangest thing on earth that this dark emptiness lends itself very easily and I just wrote with my finger and the best thing is that my handwriting improved, I went in for sports and noticed the strangeness I became a little higher than classically prominent and wider? Well, it looks like the sport was not in vain, or is it only here that my body will look like? And if I finish, will I leave here? And if I leave, I won't come back, will I?Oh, and I also started to get involved in philosophy, and other sciences in other worlds, there are very few of my versions of geniuses in science, how can my sister Lisa have become even smarter than her? Who knows but if I come back we'll see?
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I learned tricks and teleport? A strange ability, I agree, but the minus for this ability is big so that they don't see me, but if you think about it, it will be a good trick for this, I need a cloak or something like a mantle, I also started writing music and singing, although there are no listeners here but I think that I'm not bad at it, my voice is a little rough and it sounds like it's cool pathos and no matter how strange it sounds from itself, it probably sounds sexy? I started thinking about my image but immediately changed my mind because there are no other clothes.
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I finished closing my eyes, so I was right, I should have seen all the memories, well, then it's time to say goodbye ha and who am I even talking to, I'm the only one here, right?

Other lives were interesting to me, there were sad and funny moments of madness and chaos, love and disappointment, it's a pity that my life is so boring - my eyes close harder and my body weakens more and more - well, that's the way out of a good night

Pov:No one

At 6:00 on the alarm clock, and the annoying sound of the alarm clock began to play in the room of our gray-haired boy, getting out of bed, not satisfied with not getting enough sleep, and feeling a slight headache, he went to the alarm clock and, as usual, hit it and it broke, this was not the case before, but because of the headache pain, he thought that he just hit with all his might by accident, but is that so?Going to the chest of drawers he took his usual orange shirt but to his displeasure it was torn and the jeans didn't even fit much in the way of skill and a little annoyance he went to the mirror in his room he saw a guy looking about 16 years old with a not badly pumped body his eyes had different colors right black and left blue but black and over the long bangs on the side was not visible his his hair also changed for a country reason it was both black and white and although the colors black and white at the crown and nape and sides were a little scattered but closer to the bangs they were on different sides the black side of the bangs were on the black eye and closer to the blue eye were white strands which he always had but the strangest was a cross on the neck and an unknown metal engraved on it.

Linstrong: So it was not a dream deal with the demon of vision of different lives ha cool, but the demoness well, I think the demoness by her name promised me powers but I don't feel them well, or I will recognize them soon, but now the most important thing is different ... Where am I get clothes for me and how to explain my change to the family.

But while Linstrong was thinking about the future, he did not even imagine how his life would change and what would await him in the future.