If I have a second chance, I will probably do things differently. But even so, I think I would just end up on the same path as before. My laziness and lack of ambition in life are what drags me down. I am arrogant and look down on others. Only when I experienced what poverty is like did I realize it. In the next life, I need to be humble and treat everyone nicely. I will be diligent and ambitious to reach something in life. I will probably live a life that is precisely the reverse of my previous life. My second chance will be...

My Reverse Life. 

°°°

Everything became dark. I don't feel my body anymore. The pain is already completely gone. I am probably already dead. So this is what death feels like. Just alone in the emptiness of darkness. No other things to do. I feel like I am here just to fade and forget everything I have experienced. Some memories are already gone and become blurred. The longer I am here, the more and more fragments of my memories fade. I don't know if I should be grateful or be afraid. Indeed, I should be frightened. But I am grateful because all the bad memories would be gone. But also afraid of missing the good memories. God, if there is one. Hear me out, please... just let me retain my good memories. So even if I am already dead, I can still feel alive with those memories. So, please. 

Everything fade... I don't remember anything. Who am I... Who... what... huh? 

°°°

I open my eyes. Am I alive?... where am I?. Is this hospital?. I wake my body and look around. 

This room is certainly not a hospital, and this room looks like it belongs to a girl. There are so many stuffed animals and Barbie dolls. Why am I here?. 

Ugh... my head. 

Wait... what are these memories?. This is... my memories?. That's right. My name is Aria; I am still three years old, but what are these other memories?. I am once a boy?. Why did I feel so hot for just imagining it?. I bet my face is red like a tomato right now. Ugh... I am embarrassed. There's no way I was once a boy. I am a full-fledged girl... I will be the girliest girl in the world, along with my twin little sister Irana. That memory is probably a false one. I don't want to accept it. Yes, it is probably just my head making up something. 

"Onee-chan... why are you wake up? Need to pee?.. " 

Ah.. not good; Irana woke up. I am a failure as Onee-chan. She asked me with that cute voice and tilted her head slightly. Ugh... why is my Imouto so cute!!. 

" I am sorry Irana... Onee-chan seems to have a weird dream. Let's just go back to sleep."

"Is that so?... then... then. "

Oh, I see... 

" I will accompany you if you want to go Irana. "

She suddenly gave me a bright, adorable smile and hugged me. 

"Onee-chan is the best!."

I then accompany her to the bathroom. I hope those memories are just weird dreams and will disappear tomorrow. Let's just hope so.