Reincarnated

It was cold, I heavily breathed and hugged my self tightly curling up as an pathetic attempt of warming my self up. The busy streets and the hearty laughters of drunk old men could be heard from miles, the smell of fresh baked bread and frying fish filled the air. My stomach grumbled at the smell of food, I didn't eat in 3 days and my stomach was so empty that I would dare to eat the trash in the garbage.

I didn't have a lot of strength and was quite malnourished, I was a homeless man after all. I could die here and nobody would give a shit. I've only been homeless for 9 months and I was pinching death. I had been kicked out of my parents house at the age of 17 only because I came out to them as a gay. My father didn't like this and after hours of arguing he successfully won my mom over and threw me out.

My mom watched me with pity in her eyes she said nothing as the door closed of my used to be home. I would cry at dark alleys at the thought but soon stop caring because I had more important things to worry about like: What am I going to eat today?, Where am I going to sleep today?, ect.

But the only thing that kept me sane was... Music, it was a getaway, a safe haven and holy land for me. I've been told by many other homeless people that my voice was something special. Not that I believe it, I would sit sometimes and start singing by the sidewalk and occasionally people would throw coins and money at me and that's how I got by, I would deign to beg on the streets or sing for money consciously.

I had no other choice than to steal, I struggled to get up and faintly tried to calm myself down. Trying to save all my energy to run away once I got away with the goods. I dragged myself to a small store and walked in with my hands in my pockets of my dirty blue sweater. A trickle of sweat fell from my forehead as I walked past the cashier and entered the aisle that marked "Can food" I made it to the back and took out my sweaty trembling hands from my pockets. Swiftly grabbing a can of sausages and pocketing it. The cashier started to get suspicious and stared right through my soul. I would steal one more can of sausages when she stopped staring at me so damn hard.

It never happened she looked at me and if anything she got more suspicious. I took the risk and swiftly grabbed a next can and pocketed it. This time the lady saw for sure and I nervously walk to the front of the aisle and tried to walk past her but she smiled at me.

"Sir, Please return all stolen items where they were or pay for them."

At this moment I knew I fucked up. I would've put it back if I wasn't so hungry. I dashed for the door but I didn't make it... All I heard was the sound of a gun firing shots and darkness enclosed around me. What a Ruthless woman! For 2 cans of fuckin' sausages?

"Oh well, I got away from that damned life didn't I?" I sighed in relief.

Then abruptly, Came a bright white light I stared at it nearly getting blind, man couldn't he tone it down a bit? I came to the conclusion he was God and I actually made it to heaven, never had I dreamed to come to heaven! Then he started to speak which shooked me to the very core.

"I am God" he claimed

"I mean like...obviously?"I said in a I-know kind of voice

"Since you lived such a pitiful life on earth, I decided to give you a new start."

"That's just sad even God said I had a sad ass life..."

"I'm thinking if I should really give you a second chance at life" he said in a expressionless voice.

"You should've thought about giving me the first chance at life honestly."

" look, do you want it or not?."

"I do" I said chuckling

Then In an instant I woke up at an alley in the same clothes I had on in my previous life I turned around to face a road of monsters. Such as Elves, goblins and fairies and all sort of fantasy creatures I couldn't believe my eyes.