THE SIDELINE

I did not question much how it happened, nor why. I knew there must have been a reason to all of this. A reason I probably will never know. But my reality is this of right now, one which I have no choice but to accept. Forced to relive the events of a past I most likely would've liked to be forgotten and plagued by the knowledge of the future that has not yet come to pass. My death was innate, to that I'm certain. I served a purpose and one alone. And when my end came... it was inevitable. I did not refuse it yet not embraced it either. I only wished for the torment to end once and for all.
Being wrong has always been a rarity of mine. Yet it wouldn't explain how I'm back. Rather, my memories are.

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Dedicated to my late grandmother. The woman who had never exploited her talents and wishes due to a forgotten and traditional era.
If she had been born on a different time, she would've been an exceptional person.