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Chapter 1

Now, to explain my story of what happened when I got here, I would first have to explain what had happened that led me into this...new place, this new world.

It all started on a normal day. It was a peaceful day, now that I think of it.

I lived in a quiet town, on the outskirts of the L.A. district. It was quite a normal and serene town, actually. Compared to other places in the L.A. district, there were no gangs or any major crimes happening in this town.

Everyone was courteous and polite. There were no nosy neighbors or crimes that happen elsewhere.

I had finally finished my homework at the library, and checked out a couple of books along the way. When I say a couple books, it may be a couple books to me, but to another person's view, it'd be at least five to ten books minimum.

By the time I was finished at the library, it was getting late already and I was trying to head back home.

I was carrying so many books that it was covering my vision. I didn't really notice that one of the cars behind me was starting to swerve left and right; the driver was drunk.

As I attempted to cross the street.. BAM! The car hit, and I slid a couple feet away from the car.

What was even more cruel, was that the car didn't even stop, and just kept on driving.

That hurt, you freaking basta- oh all right, I promise not to curse when telling this story. Now back to the story.

I laid there on the street, blood starting to trickle down from my mouth. It seems to me that I was bleeding internally.

I couldn't see from the right eye. Eh. My right side of the face was either crushed or too swollen so that I couldn't see, either way, I was partially blind.

I couldn't move my right side of my body without it feeling like someone was smashing my side with sledgehammers.

At first I didn't feel anything, due to the sheer shock of getting hit by a car, and being left in this state.

Then the pain coursed through my body, and I started to breath extremely fast.

The pain was so intense, that I couldn't even think about anything, but the pain.

Bad luck was on my side, as there was no one on the street at the time. So, I was laying on the street for quite some time, until I finally died.
The whole process of dying was torturous. Constant pain racked through my entire body, as I groaned due to the sheer amount of pain.

Eventually though, I started to see a light. A light that was getting brighter by the second.

My body in pain, me coughing up blood constantly, and the only thing that I was thinking about was something I read about online.

Someone said that when we see the white light, and we get to the end of it, we actually are coming out of another womb.

When I first read about it, I scoffed and claimed that it was preposterous. Who would actually believe that kind of junk?

As I was reminiscing upon that theory, I started to think, "My god, I don't want to die." I realized, that I actually didn't want to die.

I just kept repeating in my head that I didn't want to die, not even noticing that tears were dripping down my cheeks.

Near the time of my death, I started to black out, for a couple seconds each interval.

Once..twice..thrice I blacked out. Upon the fourth time..I finally closed my eyes forever, on this world.

When I woke up, I couldn't immediately recognize anything. It was similar to being in a dreaming state, actually. I had no choice, but to keep on going in this dreaming state.

At times, I would temporarily become lucid. Even then, I was in a state of mass bewilderment and confusion. The lucidity would pounce upon me but then quickly release from its grasp.

Around the twenty-sixth or twenty-eighth month, bit by bit, I started to become aware again. This time, my awareness was permanent. Again, I was confused and slightly frightened, but this time, I started to assess the situation around me.

When I finally had achieved complete awareness, I found myself to be in the body of a two, almost three year old. I really couldn't help but wonder how I had gotten into this situation.

Then it hit me, I had died. In my two year old body, I froze as I suddenly realized that I was supposed to be dead.

"What had gone wrong then?" I sat on the floor thinking. "What had happened?"

Perhaps some supernatural forces are working here? Or is it that I got reincarnated with my memories intact? Either way, I'm stuck in a two year old body.

As I started to look around, I noticed that I was being gently being held by someone's arms. By the time I realized that, I was already on the cold hard ground. I heard soft words muttered to me, as the arms retracted from holding me. I strained my ears as they were soft, but I managed to hear most of the message spoken to me.
It looks like as if she was speaking in Japanese! Huh. Well..thank god for an Asian heritage? In my past world, my dad worked for and Asian import/export business, and for that reason, he had to know many different Asian languages. One such language was Japanese, and he passed it down to me as I, an otaku, wanted to watch anime in Japanese.

My Japanese was not that good, as I barely managed to learn only the basic of the language before I died. What I heard were, "I'm sorry..my son..leaving you..forgive me.."

Wait..what? My..mother..as I hesitated to call her, was abandoning me? For what reason does she have to abandon me? Why? Why?
As those thoughts were racing through my head, a pair of lips kissed my forehead, and something wet splashed onto my cheek. A thumb quickly wiped it away, but I knew that it was a tear.

"Gomen sochi..gomen (I'm sorry my son...I'm sorry) ," whispered the woman, as she left me.

That's just great. What am I supposed to do now? As I tried to shift my arms around, I found that I couldn't. When I looked down, I saw that I was wrapped up in a blanket. Oh well. At least, my..mother had the decency to wrap me up in a blanket before..leaving..me.

It was quite a while before someone discovered me, and by that time I was already asleep due to my body being already exhausted. Before I fell asleep I thought, "What am I suppose to do now?"

A/N: Well, I posted another chapter. Hope you enjoy this one! Please review so that I may know what is wrong with this story or what I should possibly add to the story :)