A Series of Myths and Legends: Reincarnation
I'm lost, forgotten... I'm...
Nobody.
I walk down the hallways towards my room. As I arrive, my classmates play and shout.
Loud laughter, annoying screams, and screeching sounds.
I sit on my chair to be greeted by none. I'm used to it. I don't really enjoy their kind of fun. For the past year, I've always scolded and insulted them. I guess I deserve this.
Our teacher starts discussing as the disrespectful retards talk. The subject today is philosphy so this should be interesting.
"Life is a suffering. Hinduism believes that you will be reincarnated depending on your karma."
Karma? That's it. Is this karma?
A few hours pass, it's time to go home. While I walk on the sidewalk along other people, a white light flashes... so does the darkness.
A car accident had happened. The night glooms over the bodies of the victims. A child, an elderly, a worker, and a student... me.
Blood scatters around as medic and ambulances rush. The child and worker survive. The elderly and th student don't.
This is death, as my visiom blurs the lights from phones and vehicles. With my last breath, I glance at the moon. It shines bright until it fades.
Complete darkness.
No light. No sound.
Nothing.
I feel free. No one else but me. No screaming or laughing.
It's my --
"It's a girl!"
A... girl?
"She's beautiful."
A lady and man smile.
"You will be reincarnated depending on your karma."
Those words. Are they true?
I'm lost. What's going on? What is this place?
Who am I?
I go to my classroom as my friends greet me. We smile and laugh. We enjoy the loudness of our conversation.
The teacher arrives. We don't really care. She scolds us and confiscates our gadgets. She calms down and starts the discussion.
"Life is a suffering. You will be reincarnated depending on your karma, as per belief of Hinduism."
Yeah, right. As if that's re--
Loud laughter, annoying screams, screeching sounds...
But my classmates are just sitting quietly.
My friends pull me out of the room right in front of the teacher. Who cares if she scolds us. You only live once.
My friends and I go to the bar and drink until midnight. We go home then. We are completely drunk. While we walk the sidewalk in a drunken...
Nobody.
I walk down the hallways towards my room. As I arrive, my classmates play and shout.
Loud laughter, annoying screams, and screeching sounds.
I sit on my chair to be greeted by none. I'm used to it. I don't really enjoy their kind of fun. For the past year, I've always scolded and insulted them. I guess I deserve this.
Our teacher starts discussing as the disrespectful retards talk. The subject today is philosphy so this should be interesting.
"Life is a suffering. Hinduism believes that you will be reincarnated depending on your karma."
Karma? That's it. Is this karma?
A few hours pass, it's time to go home. While I walk on the sidewalk along other people, a white light flashes... so does the darkness.
A car accident had happened. The night glooms over the bodies of the victims. A child, an elderly, a worker, and a student... me.
Blood scatters around as medic and ambulances rush. The child and worker survive. The elderly and th student don't.
This is death, as my visiom blurs the lights from phones and vehicles. With my last breath, I glance at the moon. It shines bright until it fades.
Complete darkness.
No light. No sound.
Nothing.
I feel free. No one else but me. No screaming or laughing.
It's my --
"It's a girl!"
A... girl?
"She's beautiful."
A lady and man smile.
"You will be reincarnated depending on your karma."
Those words. Are they true?
I'm lost. What's going on? What is this place?
Who am I?
I go to my classroom as my friends greet me. We smile and laugh. We enjoy the loudness of our conversation.
The teacher arrives. We don't really care. She scolds us and confiscates our gadgets. She calms down and starts the discussion.
"Life is a suffering. You will be reincarnated depending on your karma, as per belief of Hinduism."
Yeah, right. As if that's re--
Loud laughter, annoying screams, screeching sounds...
But my classmates are just sitting quietly.
My friends pull me out of the room right in front of the teacher. Who cares if she scolds us. You only live once.
My friends and I go to the bar and drink until midnight. We go home then. We are completely drunk. While we walk the sidewalk in a drunken...