1 Reborn

I must be dead. This is hell.

That was the first thought Kiara had when she opened her eyes. Sunshine kissed her skin and the sound of birds chirping could be heard.

*Wait a damn minute. Why does this place look so familiar? *

Kiara bounced up from the mattress she was lying on.

*This...is my parent's house? Isn't this my old room when I was lower secondary 3? What is happening?*

She pulled away the blanket covering her and stood up.

*Huh? I'm not wearing my glasses, so why can I see clearly?*

Kiara turned around and observed her surroundings, catching her reflection in a mirror next to a closet.

*Holy sh*t! Why do I look like this?* Kiara used her hands to pull her cheeks. *Is this really me? I have long hair again! But I thought I cut it already after I graduated? And I became shorter as well...I look like a teenager...*

Noticing a bag next to the mirror, Kiara reached out and grabbed it. Kiara recognised the bag, she had used it when she was in secondary school. Emptying its contents, she flipped through all of the books that dropped out of the bag, noticing most of them were textbooks for lower secondary pupils. A particular book caught her eye. It was a blue coloured cover excersie book. Her name was written on it, and her class and school back then was too. She skipped till the latest page and was shocked when she read it.

27 May 2010

We had our Chinese test today. I did not get enough sleep yesterday night so it was difficult to focus. I don't think did well. The questions were hard. I hope I get a decent score, or else I will get punished again.

*This, this is ten years ago?* Kiara thought in shock, noticing the date. Her face shifted into horror. *Heavens, what is going on?*

'Kiara! Hurry up and eat your breakfast! You're going to be late for school!' A woman's voice called from outside the door impatiently, startling Kiara.

*Wait, this voice is... mum?*

Kiara took a deep breath and walked towards the door. Turning the doorknob, she tried to make sense of what was happening.

A woman that was holding a spatula was standing in the kitchen. It was Kiara's mom.

'Mom, when you said school...did you mean third secondary school?' Kiara asked, her voice trembling.

'Goodness! Kiara, are you still dreaming? Come, finish your breakfast and go to school, or else you will be late!' Her mum answered in a pout.

Kiara was too shocked to think. She ran into the kitchen, pulling her mother into a deep hug.

'Kiara, what is it with you this morning? Why are you acting to weird?' Her mom exclaimed, surprised by her actions.

*She's still alive! The one who died in a car accident after I graduated upper secondary!* Kiara thought as a tear dripped from her face. *Is all of this real?*