Beginning

I used to think that there was nothing after death. I never believed the people that has claimed that there was an afterlife.

But now here I am, laying on the floor, bleeding to death. Did someone had a grudge on me? If so, why? I had never done anything for someone to do such a thing. But I guess being The World's Greatest Soccer player can take a huge toll on you. Never would have thought that the toll would be my own death.

As I die, I finally closed my eyes, knowing that death is inches away from me. I accepted my fate thinking that there is now an everlasting emptiness world for me.

But for some reason, out of nowhere, I felt alive again as if I never died. I opened my eyes to see that I was in my old room from when I was a kid. This was the room that I used to get up early and train till dawn.

So why am I here? Is this afterlife? Do I get flashback before I reach eternal death?

I stood up. For some reason, I feel shorter and my hands are smaller too. I slowly started to realize Im in my younger self's body. " IM YOUNG AGAIN!!!" I shouted.

I heard a loud angry voice from downstair, " WILL YOU BE QUIET, ITS WAY TOO EARLY TO BE SCREAMING!"

I quickly calmed myself saying this Isn't real. But why does everything feel real? Did I get another chance to live? I quicky reorganized my thought and looked at the calendar to see what year it is.

Calendar: 3 July 2022