Summary
I should not be here. Why am I here? I'm supposed to be dead Being dead felt nice it was warm and comfy. I don't want to be here. It was bright and warm and I was sad so very sad. If I am reborn again, why am I made to remember the past, to remember my past, why couldn't I forget? Yes, in this life I had both parents and an older brother, and yet. I don't want to be here…