Chapter 1: Am I Dead?

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I'm back for this story, although it's short, I still hope you guys would enjoy the story together with the song Hero by Cash Cash.

Credit to video maker: Rachel Gardner.

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A couple of weeks pass while I was in the dazed.

Those three people who I met before took turns to visit me but I ignore them.

Even when they talk to me, I can't effort to listen and understand them because my head is still in dismay.

I didn't go out at all and my time spent was inside my own room.

The maid and butler too come in, they help me with everything they could do like feeding me, although I don't eat that much cause my appetite wasn't there.

And my bath, I didn't take it, they just wipe my body causes I didn't bug from my bed.

Until one day, something inside me just whisper,

'No, I can't go on like this.'

And so, my eyes that were soulless before, finally today, it gains their life.

But a question still lingering inside of me,

'Just what should I do now?'

Till,

Knock knock*

The sound of my door knock woke me up from my reverie.

"I will come in, son."

Say the person who did so before opening the door.

My gaze went straight to that door and that person.

It was the mom of the owner of this body.

"how's your day, son?"

She asks me with a voice that is gentle and has a small smile etched on her face, however, her expression shows a little of her concern.

Her eyes stare at me and I met her gaze.

"...."

There's a brief silence between us at this moment.

I want to answer her fast, however, my mouth just won't do it.

"... won't you answer me again, today?"

She asks me again, though now, it's sounded like a bit of grief.

Her head then went down, in disappointment.

I stare at her for a long time, before my lips finally open,

"...I'm fine..."

Says me reluctantly.

Wide*

Making my mom who's head down, widen her eyes and jolt up her head immediately.

She stares at me in disbelief.

Seeing her gaze, I felt somehow embarrassed and couldn't help but turn away while scratching the back of my neck.

'Should I not say that?'

Thought me as my mom's disbelieved face turn to joy.

She then quickly walks towards me and snatched my arm, excitedly.

Flinched*

I flinched as I felt that heavy snatch before turning to face her.

Only then did I see how happy her expression is.

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