Part 2 - Ressurection

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Cursed words can be heard. At some point I thought "I should have been born deaf so I can't hear anything they said".

Having to lost both of my parents since young I have been raised by both of my aunt and uncle, who never really care about my life, to them money was alot more important. Thinking about it back why did they even bother raising me eventhough they do not care about me at all, so i thought probably because of the ledge money they earned every month because of taking care of me.

They've  never spent a single cent on me all the things I got was either I work hard to earn them or sometimes stole them. Estimatedly, i've been in jail for more than twice.

So as he approched me, I finally realised "so did I really take my own life? Am I really dead!?" I was so confused to ask myself about all of those questions. "Why did I take my life eventhough i'm not willing to? What kind of mistake did I do to deserve this kind of fate?" I wondered for a little bit until I realised the man was trying to say something to me.

I was stranded in some kind of island or something. The man muttered "would you wish to end it like this? Don't you think you should have done something better other than this?"

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"To live in another life isn't that what you have longed for?"

"What life? What do you mean? Can you please explain because I can't understand a thing?

"I can make all the life you have dreamed for come true"

"My life? Do you mean you can ressurect me from the dead?"

"Six months is all you need"

"What six months? For me to live?"

"I accept that as a yes, starting tommorow you'll wake up and have a different life. Within six months set things right. Once midnight strucks your life will change"

"H-hey wa-wait different life? What?"

"Remember Anna six months is your limit"

"W-wha-t!?! W-wait"

Then he disappeared in the thin air. I don't get him at all. "What does he mean 'different life'? Wha-" *thud sound*

The first thing I saw as I opened my eyes was a room full of papers sticked to the walls. And I was sleeping in a bed full of notepads, pictures surrounding it. As I stepped down from my bed and walked through the mirror, "w-what is this? N-no just who is this?, ressurection? Does it mean i'm in someones body? W-what?

I stared blankly in the mirror

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