As the morning arrive.
Sun arises above the horizon, along with it's sun rays, spreading it's warmth along with it's sunshine.
There at a certain place inside a certain room, there is a boy whose been standing in front of a mirror with rough breaths.
Beads of sweat dripping down from his forehead as he staring at his own figure with a uncertain look on his face.
The image that's stare back at him, is of a boy with brown messy hair and black eyes that are so dark that's looks likes abyss that can swallow your whole existence.
There are some dark circles beneath his eyes.
His body is lean but thin, his skin is pale white.
Overall he looks handsome, just there's a need of little bit of maintenance and he will definitely look even better.
When some of you may be wondering who the fuck is this boy.
Well it's turns out, it is no other than your boy, the one and only "Me".
How this happens didn't you just died a few hours ago.
How did things turned out to be like this.
There's maybe be many questions that's been circulating through your mind and I will answer all those questions.
Just give me a minutes or two and I will explain all things from the start.
Hmm! let's see, it's all started when my father and my mother fell in love and decides to get married.
Oo fuck! did i just moved back in time little too much.
Hah! can't blame myself for this you know, cause i had this awful headache for quite a while and it's has been fucking up with my mind for quiet sometimes.
And It's been keep pouring up some random memories of somebody else.
Maybe these were the memories of the previous owner of the body that somehow i ended up in.
The surge of emotions that comes along with these memories are just too overwhelming.
And it's actually felt like i was the one who experienced all those moments.
How to say this, it's feels like, i was the one who was actually present there feeling, touching, tasting, living and savoring all the important aspects of his life that he has been lived.
But before we dive into the sea of his memories.
How about we gets back to the topic that we were discussing a while ago.
Hmm! Let's see, when i died due to excessive blood loss and my consciousness have been completed consumed by the darkness.
And it feels like my body has been drifting in the space taking me somewhere to the unknown.
My grandfather always told me that, our body is mortal but our soul is immortal.
Whenever the body completes his life cycle. Soul left the body and begins it's journey once again.
Then It's goes to the afterlife where judgement is made based upon it's good and bad deeds that the soul has accomplished throughout it's life time.
Then the soul either goes to heaven or to hell. It's depends upon which of his deeds is dominant.
But in my case neither heaven's nor the hell accepted me.
I was like a wondering soul who has lost his way.
My soul has been drifting across the space.
Some kind of invisible force is pulling me towards the unknown.
I don't know how much time has passed. Day's, week's, month's, years or decade i don't know.
I was just travelling like a lost traveller.
Then a sudden change occurs.
The invisible force that has been pulling me suddenly become strong.
As it's became more dominant and the speed which my soul has been traveling became much faster.
My consciousness became blurry and when i finally get's the hold of myself again, I found myself in a completely different place.
The first thing that's greets me was a unknown ceiling.
Then it came, the pain.
A pain so intense that feels like a red hot iron rod had been hammered inside my skull.
The pain was so overwhelming that i just want to loose my consciousness but against my will i was still conscious.
Taking the pain as it getting more and more intense as the time passes by.
Pain comes with surge of memories and emotions.
As if it's merging my soul with another.
And finally, after what feels like an eternity, the pain finally stopped.
My body completely drenched in sweat and my breath became rough.
After calming down myself i take my exhausted body towards the bathroom.
My feets guided me there as if i known these spaces like the back of my hand.
As my feet stops at the front of the mirror.
I see a complete different person staring back at me.
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