"I would like the first option please."
"Very maarufu choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have wewe killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. wewe will be mistreated and unloved. wewe won't have much and wewe will not want it either."
"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling au two."
"Actually, Ms. White," he said. "Your life was excellent wewe just made it terrible. wewe had two working parents that really did care for wewe except that wewe brought out the bad in them. wewe had a beautiful home. I mean, what zaidi could wewe want?"
"That isn't how I remembered it," I replied. "They hated, treated with so much disrespect and worst of all, I knew from the beginning they were hiding stuff from me but that fact that they killed my eldest brother was not what I was thinking off."
"Actually, your brother killed himself just like you. He choose to be an angel. He is actually do really well for a mental guy. They were disrespectful because wewe were disrespectful!"
"I can't do this!"
"There wewe go again," he said. "When things get too hard wewe quit and go into shut down mode. wewe need to stop hanging on the darkness and finally let the sunshine in. wewe must stop this bad cycle."
"Why are wewe telling me this now? What good will it do?"
"Well, maybe in your new life wewe will remember this au follow this philosophy and have a better life. Do wewe know what wewe would have been if wewe were still alive?"
"What?" I asked curious.
"You would have been a nurse with a loving husband and three kids that all end up with successful jobs."
"There would have been hardships," I countered. "And I don't want hardships."
"Hardships is a natural thing in life and yes, there would have been but wewe would have gotten through it. wewe wasted your own life and for that wewe will pay in your new life. I'm sorry this is final." In a flick of a seconds, I wasn't me anymore. I was a blonde haired, blue eyed, innocent girl being born in the back of a taxi. I wasn't the psychotic brown haired, green eyed girl who was sekunde away from killing herself. I wasn't me. I was someone stronger.
Should there be a part three?
"Very maarufu choice," he commented. He motioned with his fingers for me to follow him down the hallway. "You will a completely different person but with very similar personality traits and because we can't really have wewe killing yourself off again, I've decided to make your life horrid. wewe will be mistreated and unloved. wewe won't have much and wewe will not want it either."
"No fair," I said. "That isn't any different from my old life. I thought in this new life I would have a better life like nice parents and maybe a sibling au two."
"Actually, Ms. White," he said. "Your life was excellent wewe just made it terrible. wewe had two working parents that really did care for wewe except that wewe brought out the bad in them. wewe had a beautiful home. I mean, what zaidi could wewe want?"
"That isn't how I remembered it," I replied. "They hated, treated with so much disrespect and worst of all, I knew from the beginning they were hiding stuff from me but that fact that they killed my eldest brother was not what I was thinking off."
"Actually, your brother killed himself just like you. He choose to be an angel. He is actually do really well for a mental guy. They were disrespectful because wewe were disrespectful!"
"I can't do this!"
"There wewe go again," he said. "When things get too hard wewe quit and go into shut down mode. wewe need to stop hanging on the darkness and finally let the sunshine in. wewe must stop this bad cycle."
"Why are wewe telling me this now? What good will it do?"
"Well, maybe in your new life wewe will remember this au follow this philosophy and have a better life. Do wewe know what wewe would have been if wewe were still alive?"
"What?" I asked curious.
"You would have been a nurse with a loving husband and three kids that all end up with successful jobs."
"There would have been hardships," I countered. "And I don't want hardships."
"Hardships is a natural thing in life and yes, there would have been but wewe would have gotten through it. wewe wasted your own life and for that wewe will pay in your new life. I'm sorry this is final." In a flick of a seconds, I wasn't me anymore. I was a blonde haired, blue eyed, innocent girl being born in the back of a taxi. I wasn't the psychotic brown haired, green eyed girl who was sekunde away from killing herself. I wasn't me. I was someone stronger.
Should there be a part three?
I wrote this a while back, for my language arts class. Please don't copy, enjoy!!!:)
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
onyesha that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
au cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Don't be careless
About the world
Many people are penniless
They have nowhere to go
Generations through generations
Our numbers subtract
Stand up and fight
We are not powerless
Together we unite
And restore our happiness
Come on let's be earnest
We can improve academically
onyesha that we care
Our people need compassion
We live and love
And we think of above
Forever and ever
We will be together
No matter how wicked
au cruel we can be
We all live and die
In this democracy on Earth
Reality hurts, I have experience
It makes wewe feel free, and then drags wewe to the ground
It tells wewe that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes wewe see what wewe want to see
Let’s wewe feel what wewe want to feel
It puts wewe in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at wewe in the face for your mistakes
It can help wewe find upendo au heartbreak
In the end reality gives wewe the same outcome
The very outcome wewe tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed
It makes wewe feel free, and then drags wewe to the ground
It tells wewe that everything will be ok
Later it crushes all hope and faith
It makes wewe see what wewe want to see
Let’s wewe feel what wewe want to feel
It puts wewe in those “oh snap” positions
It laughs at wewe in the face for your mistakes
It can help wewe find upendo au heartbreak
In the end reality gives wewe the same outcome
The very outcome wewe tried to avoid
Reality doesn’t control me, I refuse to be destroyed