TIME,LINE

1- Almost reincarnated
2- The vibes
3- Flashback
4- Diary
5- Striving
6- Fitting in
7- Grateful

June ppl thinking I am unwell, pretending… let out

school

I used to see her or me right now as a chubby cute little

grandaugther but that was 13 years ago, the year I passed
away. At least that is what I learned from my desendant’s
story. Don’t freak out when I say this as I am far better
from an entity that haunt my daugther’s house right now.
For some reason a miracle happened almost a few months
ago. On the day I was announced decease on 26
December 1983, I somehow woke up feeling a lot healtier.
Opening my eyes on a petient bed and seeing my
daugther and grandsons laying their head beside of me.
How all these are too good to be true that I truly wish I
could stay in this consious longer until that wish somehow
became a reality I have to face now everyday.
26 December 2023, 4:23am almost the usual time I
am awake but that date on the calender hanging on the
wall is a shocking fact. Being more consious, I took a
longer glanced at my sleeping daugther and realise she
looked different same goes to my grandsons. I decided to
take a look at myself afterwards and instanly realise
something was wrong. The nice and smooth skin was a
giveaway but I was more freak out by the pinnacle on my
chest. I almost turned pale when I think about what is
underneath my pants, slight touch, I feel my man’s dignity
stolen and almost fainted with my face turning pale.
I rushed out of the ward to find a mirror. It’s as if I am
in another dimension
The Vibes
Monday, 15 July 2023

Doctor Manson said I’m off to go home which meant I am

going to shool for the first time in this body. I don’t quite
know what to bring nor wear eventhough I used to be a
scholar. The world changed a lot recently especially on the
fact of which everyone is glued to this chocalate bar size
phone .
Mom asked me to get ready for school and told I
only got to bring a noteboook since it’s my first day in this
school alike college. Hence, there goes a pencil box on the
desk and a blue notebook in the beg. Although I still have
a lot of questions wrapping around my mind, I figure it
would be wiser to just doze of for the day.

16 July
The chocolate rang at 6am with this soothing alarm which
I am totally not surprise of missing it. Boomers that I
ended up almost being late for my first day of school here
except that I got a little brother to thanks.

I don’t even know much about my new journey here

except for my class name BC1A…I am glad there are
student in coat that guided all the new students which I
assume to be prefects. Some of which are actually good
looking girls not gonna lie.

I am widely impressed on the location of my class, the 4 th

floor. I mean seriously the school is enormous and I have
to walk 4 floor worth of stairs daily. However depressing it
sounds I am another species now and I am taken aback
about only having 8 classmates with only a male.

Striving
It took me 10 seconds to create a catchphrase to get the
attention of the audiences. Confidence, embrarassing
moment, a combination of the two and my monitor is
called on stage to share his embrassing moment…another
friend and the last motivational speaker just arrived. Three
motivational speakers in total to wrap up today’s session.
A great way to hype up students in school. Right?
By now, I am hiding behind the stage after questions
asked by the last speaker, ‘Anyone feel that they have no
one that could understand them lately? Have a hard time
waking up for school?’ You could see everyone putting a
few fingers down when we are called to play the finger
game. 10 feet in front of me were 300 peers and I could
see their gaze shooting right at the front facing directly of
my angle. The emotions and thoughts were giving me
instance goosebumps. It is this kind of personal questions
that I would avoid asking others. I am starting to form
ways to soothe their thoughts and forget it now I am on
stage again.
We received 3 wonderful speeches today Ladies and
Gentlemans, let’s give another big round of applaus to our
three motivational speakers and our 3 honourable judges.
As seen there is no more further announcement by any
teachers, everyone are free to enter back to their
respective classes.
I stepped down the stage and smiled, Kristy patted
on my back and said you did great today Skyler. I played a
prank on her so badly saying that she reek vodka until she
ran a big circle away from the teachers into her class. So
much for having her as my lovely sidekick MC who is also
drunk somedays. No, seriosly her eyes definitely looked
sore and will probably get in trouble someday for going to
a pub being underage. We have a totally different lifestyle
apart from the only common role we got. Anyways, I will
never see myself following her footstep in that pub as I
aim to be as sober as I could be.
7:50am there is still 10 minutes left before my first
lesson today. Flashes of faces from the eye-contact I have
made today could certainly keep me awake all night if I
don’t sort them out now, at least only for my classmates.
Firstly, Erza who put down her finger at the first question
and by that look she is most probably just too talented for
her peers to understand her interest in language. Now we
have Alis, finger down on the second question, which
honestly I think she should learn the quote ‘Life is not a
bed of roses’. Her wanting to be prefect is not that of a big
deal but wanting to inspire others I personally think one
should be able to first inspire themselve. Sorting complete
and it is not something I can help with.
7:57am I just arrived in class and my whole class of 9
people looked gloomy as we get to know our language
teacher wouldn’t be in class today.
“So, I guess we are having 6 periods of Chemistry
today. On a brightside however, we are greatful to have a
good Chemistry teacher.”
School ends early on every Friday at 12pm, this and
getting to be the school’s MC every Friday ultimatedly
earn Friday a huge spot in my heart. I usually don’t have
any regard for going on stage however I decided to follow
her voice in volunteering to be Friday event’s MC. It does
takes a lot of courage especially when you just turn 18
entering your adulthood life.

There is track field competition today and I am surpringsly chosen to run

for my school, 3km for female as easy as ABC.
At the very beginning, I always felt that I was unique, and unlike anyone
else. I looked different, thought differently, and had a unique journey that
only I had experienced. However, I soon came to realize that being unique
wasn't enough in a world that values only winners, achievements, fame,
and reputation. Now, I am about to turn 18 in just 19 days, and I feel lost
and unsure of what to do with myself. Despite having spent my whole life
learning, I still feel like I have a lot to figure out . I have finally found
something that interests me. However, I realize that I have been self-
absorbed and have neglected my own well-being. Even if I were given a
century, I would not be able to redefine myself with my current mindset. I
am eager to improve and to grow as a person.

Being a writer means I have no limit in the words I type. I am still not quite
sure about my purpose of writing this book. However, I want it to be a
replica story of my journey in earth. Some masterpiece that maybe in the
mere future it could be a guideline to my newer generations. With that
said if I have sex and reproduce.

Sitting my room for 9 years just brought me into realisation of how lucky I
am to even have a free room. 3windows with the sunlight beaming
straight in. I could see my neighbour’s house and a part of the sky and
nothing more. Would this world be any better if human population
decreases? If so how would it be any better. I’m sucking in the truth about
this world being an awful place but I always believe there’s more in the
afterlife.
LIFE AFTER KIDS GROUND

Never thought I would feel so useless after graduating from highschool. I

didn’t manage to get a job and was not even helpful at home. The only
thing that I enjoy being home 24/7 is being able to go cycling outside with
a radius of 5km. It’s not until I stared getting scare of the thoughts of
getting bitten by stray dogs. I became a living stickman again.