I still question what is happening I don't understand. I've been killed and killed over and over again and nothing happens except me waking up in my bed. I don't know what out get me but this will be my 6th time waking up on the same day September,26,2069. My birthday and I have a week before I die somehow it's always random and it never stops my names Xavier and this is my life. It's a Tuesday suns out people walking up the sidewalk it scary knowing I've lived this three times already knowing that dog will be waking past to that person will fall. Good thing is I know all my dangers and everything seems to be the same unless I choose a different route. What I need to do is hurry up to school I'm about to miss this bus.