“How much time has passed since I was unconscious? Sigh.... My show must have probably ended. What even just happened?

What is this place anyways?”

I checked my surroundings only to see a deep dark void around me. I was floating in between this seemingly endless space. I looked around to see the same girl crying in the distance but this time she was facing towards me.

There was no mistaking who she was because I knew her more than anyone else.

“ So it was me Afterall.” I muttered to myself.

The me from the past, a helpless little crying girl who had no one to look after her.

“Why am I seeing my old self? What is this place? Is anyone there? Any Weird Magical ball of light? Anyone?” I threw a barrage of questions at absolutely nothing hoping for an answer.

Now helpless, I walked towards the crying girl.

As soon as I touched her, I felt a jolt of lightning flow throughout my body. All my past memories seemed to start Flashing before my eyes.

I didn't have any goals during my childhood.The only thing I cared about was playing with my Dad. Days were happy back then. Even though I have no recollection of my mother.

My dad always took great care of me. He named me Ki. I have always thought it was a weird name. Why did he name me that? Who knows? Eventually I didn't care about that.

Whenever I used to ask about my mother he used to say, “Your Mother is a super cool mom but she has lots of work to do. She is a very busy person but when her work is done she will come back home and we can all play together!”

Anyways I stopped asking the question after a few years passed by. My Dad used to go to work while I went to school.

On weekends we would go out shopping in a shopping mall or a park to play. Honestly speaking, it was the happiest period of my life.

But everything was about to change. At that time I was about 10 years old. It was a pretty normal day, My dad was about to leave for work.

“Bye Bye sweetie take care of yourself and make sure you do your homework before I come back.” my dad said to me.

“ Okaaaay Papa.” I said, still watching the TV with bread in my mouth.

Once my Dad went to his work I finished my breakfast, prepared myself for school and left after properly locking the door.

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That day when I came back everything was still normal. I went inside my house, locked the door, changed my clothes and started watching TV without doing my homework.

My Dad usually came back at 6pm or something. But that day, the clock struck 6 then 7 and then 8pm. Still no signs of my dad. I remember trying to call him a lot of times but the phone was unreachable. I waited for 2 more hours but after 10pm I started panicking.

I rushed to the family next door and told them about my situation.

They were very nice people, well…at least for some time. They filed a missing report at the police station and let me stay at their house.

Everyday I used to pray to God for my dad to come back. Days pass, then weeks and then months pass by. After almost a year of searching for my dad the police almost gave up. The calm and motivating words which the people next door told me slowly started turning into annoying and insulting whispers.

I understood I was being a nuisance but I could do nothing about it.

One day The lady taking care of me told me to get in the car and started taking me somewhere. When I asked her about it she said “We are going to find a new great home for you”, with a fake smile on her face. I did not utter a single word, even though I was a kid I knew I had no option but to comply.

She took me to a local orphanage where I grew up.Though I wouldn't exactly call that place a happy home. During my life there I came to know the hardships of growing up. I came to know that if you don't have money you will just be a deadweight in the society. So I started working hard, studying day and night. I always aimed to top our exams, Which I did in most cases.

I started hating grown ups thinking that all of them are selfish. All I ever thought about was the Future. All I aimed for was being different from others. I even dyed my hair blonde at some point. I used to get in fights with other kids. I totally became a delinquent.Though I still did not ignore my studies. You could say that I was quite a weird delinquent in that aspect

Eventually I graduated high school and went to college through a scholarship. I thought now my life would change, it would start to become better. Now that I will have money, people would wanna be with me. I would find good friends like everyone else had. And the most important thing, I too will have a family….

Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I thought about these hardships I faced in my life.

“Was it all for nothing? Was all the pain I went through useless? Will my life end like this?

Pathetic. This is so pathetic. All I wanted, all I ever wanted was a normal, happy life just like everyone else. Was that too much to ask for?

I wanted to make friends, I wanted to find a family, I wanted...I Wanted to meet Papa once again!”

The tears in my eyes started drying up as I could feel a strong gust of wind hitting my back

“Wha- What is happening?” I rubbed my eyes and tried to look around. I could see the sky above me.

“ Is this heaven? ”, I said to myself.

“No wait, this isn't heaven! What Is Going On?

HUH? HUUUUH !! WHY AM I IN THE SKY!!

WHAT IN THE WORL-”

I could not process what was happening. I was mid air about hundreds of feet above the ground. And I was falling down, I was falling down fast. I was coming closer to the ground every passing second.

“NOOOO I DON'T WANT TO DIE! NOT AGAIN !! ”, I screamed just as I was about to crash into the ground a few feet below.