My name is hamza. I live my whole life in America. I was born there. My parents from Pakistan but they settled here. They had a huge business. So me only son here I became spoiled. I like brands and wear many different.
One day I heard about new arrival. So I gotta there. I was excited about it. I parked my 🚗 beside the shop.
I bought so many when I was returning I got crashed.
Where am I. Hello some one there.
Why it's so dark. HH I can not see anything anyone. Where am I . I shout but no reply.
Wait a minute I can't move also.
So what happened to me.
Little while my eyes sight became better and saw thing to notice.
First : I was in a Very little space.
Second: it's very dark and I can't move a muscle.
Third : leaked of oxygen.
Forth:i am laying flat and can't lift my hands properly.
Fifth: there is some kind of roof obove me.
AND lastly I am some kind of naked no no
Not completely but in one piece of cloth. It looks like white.
What happened I was shopping then going back to my 🚗.
Oh my God
I crashed and
And
I died.
And here I am in my grave without any lights, any comfort, any designer expansive brand clothes.
It's true I chased after brands and I didn't try to make me nice man inside out.
And here I am under 6foot
Ground and in plain white cloth that has no Brand.
And waiting for judgement
Day.
