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Back then, I was formless. If you ask me what shape I was in, there was none—just a ray. I could see, but I didn't know what my clothes were original or what my head was, so all I could do was gaze at every single dream; from the big window that was somehow connected to Earth, I could write down some of my wishes if I became human.
Bucket List:
- Travel anywhere
- Dinner with family
- Have a sibling
- Have a best friend
- Look at my reflection in clothes
- Pajama parties and staying up late
- Sleepover in a neighbor's house
"Wow... being human is pretty nice."
"They can do anything, not just roam the space..."
And my gaze fell on a teenage boy. Black vest with beige pants, sleeping with his shoes on (huh?). His body was wrapped in a blanket. His life was fine, with no problems. This may be a horrible choice for later when I'm faced with a tab with a simple question.
[Do you want to be him?]
[Yes] [No]
"Yes," and I turned into a human, my fingers visible! And- green vest, same pants, flower crown- Oh God, is this what You gave me for being a good boy? I thought I was going to spin around in circles because I was so happy! But if you still think I'm writing a fantasy story that our grandma told us, you better think twice.
A round door will lead me into a nightmare.
No, not now! Those were happy times! Trust me!
The door sucked me in, and a super bright light pierced my eyes, like entering a huge abyss with the sun living in it. Stumbling on the floor, I dimly saw the door immediately closed roughly.
And I blacked out.
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