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Just a Nobody
Just A Nobody
I awoke on the cold and wet concrete road in a strange place. I had no idea how I got there or where I was. I opened my eyes and squinted as multiple bright neon lights came into view. Nothing on me seemed to hurt: my head was fine, my legs okay. What is going on here?
I wandered the streets for what seemed like hours. This gave me time to think. The only sounds are the thoughts in my head, my footsteps and the rain pounding on the concrete road, with the occasional thunder clap. Throughout my life, I have done some questionable things. Things that no one would understand. Things I will forever regret, the memories ironed into my brain from constant nightmares.
I walked past a store that showed my reflection. The odd thing was that I was a completely different person. I had short brown hair and I was wearing a black overcoat, as well as a pair of black boots. It almost seemed like I was a hit-man. I used to have long black hair and would never touch an overcoat, even in this kind of weather.
I had no wallet, no ID, no cell phone, nothing. I had no idea who I was. Then it dawned on me: what if I had been given a second chance? What if I was given this opportunity to change my life for the better, to be a nicer person? I won't make the same mistakes I did before... won't kill the ones I loved for the person I thought I loved...
As I kept walking through the streets, happy with my revelations, I saw this flash of light. Nearby, another flash of light, but this time it left behind what seemed to be an orb of light. It's radiance drew me closer and closer. As I got closer, the world around me seemed to shift. I was starting to feel light headed, a warmth flowing all throughout my body. It was the greatest feeling in the world.
The world started getting brighter and brighter, until finally: darkness. Nothingness. My world became nothing, as I was never meant to exist in the first place. I had hurt many people, tricked many people, manipulated many people... killed many people. It was my time to go, it was my time to be removed from the world to be what I was all along. After I was wiped from existence, my name lived on. To the people I hurt and everyone I ever met, I was and always will be just a nobody.
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