I didn't know where I was. Everything was dark, but I could sense everything. I could feel energy everywhere, like a dull hum. I was aware of my body, but I didn't feel in it.
Oh my god, I'm having an out-of-body experience!
For a second I freaked out. Was I dead? I didn't want to be dead! At least not yet; I had a lot I wanted to do!
I wanted to travel! I wanted to fall in love! I wanted to read more books! I wanted to buy one of those ridiculously long soft serve ice creams that they sold in Japan! I couldn't be dead!
I haven't had my first kiss for crying out loud!
Then I slapped myself out of it—figuratively, of course, I didn't even know if my soul had hands and I certainly couldn't see them. I calmed myself down and tried to think logically about this. It was hard, I felt like there was some kind of haze around my thoughts. As much as I tried to concentrate, I would feel my thoughts slip away.
I couldn't even remember very well what got me in this position. I could remember a name: Adrien, but that was it. Also, I think there was something blue, though I couldn't recall what.
Of course I still knew my own name: Andrew, though there was something about a triple A battery that was also fuzzy.
That was pretty much all I could recall, so obviously I couldn't figure out what had gotten me out of my body when I should definitely be in it. I was positive that I was not an old man just yet!
I just want to live, I thought desperately.
"And what would you be willing to do for that?" A voice suddenly asked. I could feel a presence near me.
It was like hearing people talk in your dreams; your ears were obviously not hearing anything, but you could feel the answers.
Since I couldn't feel a mouth on me, I wasn't sure how to respond.
Who are you? I thought to myself.
Well, at least I had thought I had been the only one listening.
"Don't worry about that right now. I'm not going to harm you. I just want to know your answer. What would you be willing to do for a second chance at life?" The voice answered.
Anything... As long as no one got hurt in the process.
"That's a good answer. It says a lot about you. You're kind, aren't you?"
I guess... At least I try to be.
"Modest as well, it seems. That's good too. Now answer me this: what would you do if someone you loved was threaten? Would you still refuse to harm anyone?"
Well, I'd protect them with all I had. I wouldn't want to hurt anyone, but, if I'm being honest, I'm selfish enough to want to keep my loved ones safe, even if someone else's loved one got hurt.
"You're very sincere, especially to yourself. That's quite rare and quite the achievement as well. I applaud you for that. On to the next question: what do you think about the concept of duality? Good vs evil and light vs dark. Do you think one should outdo the other?"
I don't think either can exist without the other. Though I do think there should be a balance between the two.
"Good, you'll need to think like that when you go back to the "land of the living", as I like to call it"
I barely had time to process the fact that the voice had said when I go back, not if, before another question was thrown at me.
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Подростковая литератураAndrew Anderson is a 17 year old boy who reads too many books and gets in the way of too many bullies, foiling their plans with idiotic bravery. Having an alliterative name, he knows he's destined for greatness, since every famous main character ha...