Old Souls

2.

What happens to our being after we pass? In this world, there is a fixed number of souls. One body to the next, no memories from previous, with one exception. Me. My soul is strong. I can remember all of my past lives back to about 1947, give or take.
Now, almost everyone I've met had a story about the scenario in which they received their soul. My father's was from a boy named Mark. The boy was 16, star of his basketball team. He was about to lead his team to victory. 17 seconds left on the clock. His heart raced, from excitement? Adrenaline? Perhaps it was solely from that being the game that determines his future, or should have. 16 seconds, he was guarding a boy from the opposite team. All he could focus on were his eyes, wherever his eyes went that's where the ball would come from. 15 seconds, Mark heard the coach scream his name. He turned around, only to meet an orange flash and a sudden, sharp pain shoot through the left side of his face. 14 seconds, the large high school gymnasium went completely silent as Mark's head slammed against the floor at a terrifying speed. 13 seconds, Mark laid on the floor, staring at the ceiling, struggling to grasp and process exactly what had happened. 12 seconds, the coach sprinted over to Mark asking him how many fingers he's holding up, Mark didn't respond. The shock made it nearly impossible for him to respond to anything. 11, 10, Mark began to focus on his heartbeat as everything around him blurred into white noise. Unlike just seconds before, his heartbeat began to slow as the crimson red liquid drained from the wound in the back of his head. 9, 8, his eyes opened after what felt like 20 minutes. He looked at all of the faces surrounding him as he still laid on the floor. He tried to differentiate them, pinning names to them. He saw his girlfriend, Charlotte. He smiled the biggest he's ever smiled. 7, she began to realize the severity of Mark's condition and warm tears began to stream down her face and fall to mix into the puddle of blood surrounding him. 6, Marks breathing began to slow as the coach checked his pulse and noticed there was little to nothing. 5... Charlotte and Mark both realized what was about to happen. Charlotte began to sob and scream as one of Mark's teammates had to hold her back. Mark prepared to let go and focused on his breathing. Inhale. Exhale. 4, inhale. 3, exhale. 2, inhale 1....exhale.

AN/// Ayo, kinda mediocre but I'm sorta proud of this chapter, let me know what you think. Peace.