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Travelling through the old memories!

Sam turned around, and found a boy staring at him.

He had deep blue eyes, black hair and medium skin colour. He looked very good indeed.

Sam saw it was him. He was staring at himself. But much younger. Much innocent.

"Am I dead?",asked Sam

The younger Sam replied,"You gotta stop asking that question mate"

"Why do you have my face?",asked Sam

The younger Sam replied simply,"Because I am you"

"But....Last time it was my mother",Sam asked confusedly.

"You are the one who decides who you want to talk to",said the younger Sam.

"Hey, but I didn't choose to come here! I remember fainting and then I am here talking to myself",said Sam frustrated.

"You decide who you need to talk to. Last time, you were grieving for your mother, you 'needed' to talk to her. This time you 'needed' to talk to yourself, even though you didn't want to", explained the younger Sam calmly.