I was covered by darkness. I couldn't even see a bit of light and I felt like I was stuffed in a bag, a really tight bag and I was getting terrified by not knowing a thing that was happening to me. Was I being kidnapped, but why would anybody kidnap me. I wasn't even a rich kid who had loads of money to spend and parents to provide the luxuries that rich people had. I belonged to a normal family with loving parents

The truth was, at the time I had no idea what was happening. I was now being twisted and squeezed and the comforting darkness in which I had rested was torn away. There was pain and cold and terror. There was immediacy. Things that hadn't seemed important were suddenly at the forefront of my mind; what had happened; where was I; was I alive or dead, hurt or injured; what was going on?

I couldn't tell.

After the comforting darkness came the piercing light that hurt my eyes like needles.

Talking about eyes, my eyes seemed to be incredibly underdeveloped. I was seeing the entire world in a blurry image, but the easiest thing to see was the stark contrast between light and dark. I could see shapes and edges, but the world looked incredibly confusing.

I was scared. Terrified. I didn't know what was happening. I could hear, yes, but not understand what was being said. Had I suffered brain damage? Did I have aphasia? The thought terrified me. I can think few worse fates than to be trapped with no method of communication in the world around me.

I was near blind, confused and helpless. My body didn't respond to me.

Imagine having a healthy body and the next day, you could feel your body, but not command it to move. Like your whole body has become too lazy that your brain can't even control it.

I wanted to cry and surprisingly enough, I was able to cry.

Isn't it wonderful you can do nothing but cry.

I didn't know if I had gotten smaller or the people holding me has gotten bigger, but I could say it with absolute certainty that I was terrified. This was impossible; what was happening, I was getting scared, what had happened; am I dead.

Then it struck me, I realized the reason behind why was I so small, I was a baby, but no teenager could shrink down so much. I mean come on, I was the size of a baby and couldn't even move a limb.

After realizing that I was a baby, I cried louder, but why was I a baby, had I died and have been reincarnated. Where was my family? I do remember a car coming close to me and getting hit by it. Hadn't I survived that hit? But that doesn't explain why I am a baby and that's if I have become a baby and not some Robocop or cyborg if that's possible, but let's just assume I am a baby and have died and have been reincarnated and have been recently born. Yeah, this theory sound much better than having all body destroyed with only brain intact

I felt as if I was being carried by a giant then being passed to another giant. I started feeling a sensation of beating sound, then I realized it was the sound of a heartbeat and it wasn't mine, but rather it was of that giant that was holding me

And oddly enough, it was pleasantly soothing to hear or feel in this case

The giantess, which I assume was my new fake mother started cooing and I felt relieved for a moment before I again realized about my real parents. Just because that my this mother was loving doesn't mean I would replace my old parents, no, they are still my parents. My train of thoughts was broken by the sound of a name

"Ethan" I heard my mother say.

And I felt my cheeks wet with water drops, no, they were tears, of the giantess

I stopped crying for the sake of her happiness because I am not a sadist and I won't like some random kid irritate, annoy or make my mother sad in the moment of joy and happiness

I mourned for hours about them endlessly, but not once crying again

After I had finally calmed down and assured myself that I am not getting back my family, I started crying less and that is only after I convinced myself after 4-5 months to move on and adjust to this family but still, I could never forget the bonds I once shared with my family

Eat and sleep routine continued for about 7 months until I was able to see, walk and understand a bit of the new language which I guess is Japanese since I am familiar with few words of Japanese

My mother took me outside and ta-da

Imagine my surprise when I realized that I lived inside a wall. At first, I thought Donald trump has completed his wall project and has built a wall around America and that i have been dead for several years that trump was able to build the wall but I had doubts since the walls were close enough that you could see them and I am pretty sure trump's plan was to build a wall around America and not some city unless America has been invaded and has been reduced to a size of big city where lots of people don't even have a smartphone, technology and lots of people carried weapons, which I think can be called a resistance or rebellion to our current ruler or of course trump had decided to build a wall in every city. Yeah, this theory sounds good

look I know that it is very similar to attack on titan world but that world is fictional and I know that it is impossible to live in a fictional world

But internally, I was scared because this place was starting to look like attack on titan world but still, that is impossible

And god was I wrong, I wished I should have been better off dead rather than being alive when I realized that my father face was very similar to a character in shingeki no kyojin. We were covered by walls, weren't having that much technology. This could only mean one thing, that I was in shingeki no kyojin. Why you ask? since I could see properly now,