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This is my first story so please forgive any mistakes; I have been meaning to write a fan fiction for a long time

Chapter 1

Life or death is not as complicated as we make them. We humans concentrate on death so much that we don't realise that we lost so much time, every year we live, more daunting death becomes.
Life and death is a never ending cycle, one comes after another. We fear death so much that we don't live our life. There is a saying "we don't realise a value of something until we lose it".no truer words were ever spoken. I always thought that death is the end.

I was very ambitious person, I had many dreams, and one of the biggest dreams in my life was to make a difference in the world, to leave my mark. I hoped that I would accomplish something great that the world would never forget my experience. Death to me was when people forget my existence.

So I spent most of my life trying to fulfil my dreams, I worked hard, from sun rise to sunset, all I would do is work, I had no social life, I rarely spend time with my parents. I always thought that after I achieve my dreams I would enjoy my life,

I regret many things, when my time came to face death, I was not prepared. I thought I had more time I am still in my twenties. Death came suddenly, I don't even know how I died, I know I am died, my entire life flash in front of my life, at the end I realise my biggest mistake, it was not that I could not fulfil my dreams, it was not even my death, even I died after achieving my dreams I still would be regretting realise that my life was meaningless, there was nothing in my life that would provide a peace of happiness,

I know that people would feel my loss but they won't miss me, they would feel the loss of my potential, of what I could have achieved, my parents would miss me of course but after some time they would recover, I was hardly in their life, that they would miss my presence, my friends were few, I rarely would make time for them, and relationship was hardly ever my priority.

And here I am, dead, passed away, body probably rotting somewhere and I am stuck in a black hole. They are many theory of dead, many debate, people spend life time to know what happens after someone dies, and I can tell them nothing! There is nothing after death, only me and my memories, and I wish I had done more with my time, maybe travel abroad, like some of my friends, watched movies in my school days rather that spending them studying,. Well now I know why people say to make good memories, it's not to reminisce in our old age ,but it is to provide to some comfort in my time in this darkness, there is no light, oh how I miss light, where is my salvation, my reward or punishment, I know that I am not a bad person, I spend my whole life trying to do good things, though it was for selfish reason ,yet I never did anything wrong, I never committed any crime. I was considered a very good human being so why am I here!

At this point I would prefer hell.

There must be a reason why I am here

I am dying for something to happen, ohh wait I am already dead ha hah ha-ha

"Hello is anybody listening please get me out of here" I SCREAMED

"I wished I can relive my life "I said to my self

Suddenly there was light something was happening, I don't know what but I know that it will be better that staying here, hope I don't end up in hell.

I woke up, I realise I was sleeping, oh how I missed sleeping. Now where am i? I blinked my eyes, I cannot see….oh wait I can see ,I blinked again, I can see but ,everything is very blurred. I can see people, what I thing is people all I see is giant blur moving things. But I cannot complain anything is preferable that that black hole.

I tried to get up, but for some reason my body feel very heavy. Alright no need to panicking i think someone is coming, I open my mouth to asked them what is going on.''ba oh ohm'' I said ,that is not what I meant to say, I tried again, same result, or rather I feel very exhausted, I didn't even do anything, yet I feel like sleep,

I tried to fight against my sleep but I was easily defeated, I will try again when I woke up, at least I am alive again , rather I never died ,with a happy sign I surrender myself to sleep.

My days went on like this every day I would wake up try to move or speak, anything and soon I would be exhausted. On the bright side someone is taking care of me, every morning I would be fed, cleaned.

For some reason I could not control my emotion, whenever I feel uncomfortable, hungry, scared, I would cry, like I baby ,seriously I am not joking, it's so embarrassing for I grown up person to behave this way, but no matter how I tried I was a slave to my emotions. But the people taking care of me never complain, thought I cannot under the sound, but their tone was always very soft.

After thinking for I long time, I came to a conclusion that my body was paralysed and I woke up from coma, it makes sense. But good news is that I am recovering, I am not totally paralysed. what feel like months, I can move, or rather I can move my hands, see progress, may be after few years, I can get up or try to gain back my speech.

I try not to be depress what my caretaker talks to me even though I cannot understand the word ,I reward their effort by smiling or laughing. Clearly they are helping me recover, even though my situation is bleak,I try to happy, anything is better that black hole.

One day when I woke up I realise I could see Clearly , I was happy, I started laughing loudly, earning my voice, my caretakers came to me, I could clearly see them ,it was a women she looked young, about twenty she was beautiful, she had very pale skin and black hair and brown eyes, looking at her I fell in love with her ,I already loved her voice, but now that I had regain my sight I loved her, for month she took care of me ,never complaining .after the young women a young man enter the room, he was my other caretaker, even though the lady took care of me more but this man was fun, I loved him to, moving my head in his direction, I took in his features, he was taller than the lady, he too had black hair ,and fair skin, he had the most beautiful eyes I ever seen ,they were bright green in colour, I loved those eyes. Looking at them ,I felt loved, they smiled at me, watching me be happy.

They came neared me ,and suddenly at came to the conclusion that they were very big, reaching towards them ,I moved my had, the man gently held my hand, I notice that my had was very small, it looked like a baby hand, small soft, new.

I died, then I stayed in a black hole, and now I am a baby.

I got my wish; I get to relive my life. But this is not what I meant.

I never thought that I will be reincarnated.

I did only thing my new body knew to do I cried

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Till next time good bye!