Hello, my name is Ethan chavez and I will tell you my story of becoming something which even the strongest gods fear: a original.

I was your average kid except for that fact that I thought differently from every other kid. On the outside I was smiling and joking around with my friends while on the inside i had no Intrest in what they were doing.

The kids who i hung out with would make stupid jokes and get in trouble for doing stupid things like skipping school and trespassing. The only reason I hung around these kids is becuase they are too stupid to realize I could care less about them and what they were doing.

On a monday, just like any other i was walking to school at 6:45 as I lived at least a 50 minute walking distance from the school. So, I was walking down the street when i heard someone screaming for help. Knowing that it is none of my business I keep walking while humming to the song which only played through the one ear bud which was inside my ear the screaming suddenly stopped. Breathing a annoyed sigh i continue minding my business.

Once I reached the end of the street I heard rapid footsteps rushing toward me without pause the footsteps pass me but with it came searing pain in the side of my body. Looking forward i caught the image of a masked man running away with a purse in his right hand and a blood stained knife in his other hand. What?

This question kept popping up within my head as the ground got closer to my face. I dropped to the floor in an instant from another's perspective but it felt like an eternity for himself. The pain, the thought of the unknown, the disbelief. This all made his supposed instant journey to the ground seem forever. But, when his face hit the ground Ethan breathed in a few more times before the inevitable happened.

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Ethan died January 14, 2018 at 16 years old. Ethan died from the knife penetrating his lungs and his old condition flaring up causing his untimely death making the medics unable to make it to him and treat him.

Ethan's soul was whisked away to an unknown place while being unknown of the after affects of his death.

Ethan's family was his mother and grandmother as his father ditch before he was born. Ethan was half latino and half white. Ethans mother was still sleeping when police officers knocked on her door. She got up and unlocked the door when she saw it was the police. "Can I help you officers" Ethan's mother said when she opened the door.

"Ma'am we are sorry to say this but we found your son Ethan chavez dead earlier today". The officer continued even though he saw the disbelief and sadness on her face. "Your son was stabbed to death by an unknown assailant who robbed a lady just before that". "I would like ask you to confirm whether this is your child or not". The officer proceeded to pull out a photo which showed a close up shot of Ethan with blood dripping out his mouth and a look of pain and disbelief carved on.

Ethan's mother broke down crying sobbing about wanting to see her baby and how she failed him. The officers tried to comfort her the best they could before radioing confirmation to their superior officer. Ethan's mother was brought to the station and her family was called to come get her and make sure nothing happened to her.

While all this was proceeding Ethan awoke in a pure white room confused and scared of what might happen.