A normal day. Like any other. It would have been just another day in my boring life had I not... Well I died. And it was really not my fault.

It started of like it always does. I woke up, not early but acceptable, went to the shower, put on my clothes, ate breakfast, brushed my teath and, because it was a Saturday, went outside to do buy my groceries for the next week. But because I was low on money I decided to go to the bank first. What a mistake.

But I mean why did they have to choose THIS day to rob THIS bank? Still I probably would have survived this... But I was stupid. And so was one of the robbers. He just stood there waving his gun around. A little kid started crying into his mothers chest. The robber came over and because I sat right next to the child I also stiffened up. He started yelling and pushing the barrel of his gun onto the childs back. The mother now also started crying and pleaded to the man to not harm the child. The addition of another voice in the mix seemed to annoy him even more and now he pointed the gun at the mother.

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I just could not stand, well sit, beside doing nothing so I wanted to calm them down. As I opened up my mouth I realized that I probably could not do anything. I did not even know what to say. But that was irrelevant. The robber saw me opening my mouth and you could see something behind his eyes snap. So he took his gun. Pointed it at me. And shot.

Well that was that. Murdered because I could keep my mouth shut. Let that be a lesson to you. But wait. If that was the end it would make a pretty boring story am I right? Well then I guess it is good my story is only beginning. Because you see. I was reborn.