The End of The Beginning

When I was a kid I used to get bullied be it physically or mentally at school. Home was no better either. Nothing I did ever pleased my parents, to them I was just a moneybag as I used to do several part time jobs and used to hand over all the money to my father. He was never pleased though. Well leaving that part behind for now , we are going to travel into the future when I turned older. After I turned of age , found a job and finally moved out I thought my life would change. What was I thinking ? My bad luck did not leave me alone. I made enough money to keep myself going ,but to even make that much I had to do several overtimes and work from home during weekends too. I know you all must be wondering why I told all of this to you, it is just because I wanted you all to know what I had been through before proceeding any further.

It was Monday , like any other lousy and gloomy day I got ready for another hectic day at my office even though my head felt light headed and I wanted to rest at home. So, anyways as I walked up to the main street I don't know what I was thinking when I crossed the road when the signal was green. It is very predictable of what happened to me then , as a result of my carelessness I got run over by a car. Everything went black soon after that accident. Though my body aching as hell, my soul had at last found peace and rest . I died that's for sure , but of what you all might be thinking as the end of a drowsy old man's life was the beginning of an 8 year old boy's adventurous journey. Yes, if you all are wondering what my name is I don't find it necessary to share it now because it probably would not get used anymore.