I'm dead. My life is over, and I did nothing with it. I never got to live. Why, why did my life end so abruptly? The pain, it was more then an annoyance ruining my life. It was a sign something was wrong. My knuckle headedness killed me. My knuckle headedness killed my. I spent my last day... Wait what did I do with my last day? All I know is my pain was so severe I couldn't get out of bed. Then noise, just noise. That's all I remember."WILL YOU JUST WALK INTO THE BLOODY LIGHT ALREDY?! Did I just say that out loud?! I'm a bloody idiot." Wait, who said that and why with thick British ascent,wait did the light just get brighter for a second or am I going crazy? Definitely going crazy. I'm hearing British voices in my head and now I'm seeing a guy, I think, walking out of the light."WAIT, YOU'R NOT GOING CRAZY!! Their going to kill me if you think you'r crazy too. YOU ARE ACTUALLY DEAD!" Ok that's good to know, at least I'm not crazy. Actually, I kinda wish I was crazy. At least if I was crazy then I could still play my music for people who are alive and maybe help someone going through the same thing I was, but... I'm dead. Awesome, just awesome.
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ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Another Chance
Ficción GeneralSlviea Aron is a pessimistic music prodigy who dies as a teenager and is given a new chance at life.