He lay there on the hospital bed with no one and nothing else around him expect the smell of cleaning chemicals and his thoughts. "Is this how my life is going to end lying pathetically on this bed dying of brain cancer at the age of 19 and what's worse is no can be bothered to come. It's like I never existed" These where the last thoughts as he slowly slipped into a endless ocean of inky black. Although he had already died he continued to think " Am I dead...I can't see and I can't feel anything, but then how can I still think,or have I just fallen asleep fall asleep."

Time continued at felt like snail's pass every second felt stretched out forever and as time continued to pass he began start thinking to himself more and more.  " So I am dead. I wonder how my family will feel about it, truth be told they hey won't care they were a bunch of assholes." As he continued to think about the thought that no one cared the more his anger grew "To them I'll be a forgotten problem, I won't be remembered sure they will bury me and make tombstone but to everyone else and everything else I'll be nothing more then one less number, if I could do it again this time I would make sure I would I wouldn't another number."

As this thought swirled though his mind a feeling came onto him the feeling of being pushed and being cramped "What is this feeling?!?!" What felt like a eternity he was born into a new world. What meet his eyes when he was reborn is a blinding light and screams, what he saw when his eyes finally adjusted was a hospital room where a women in her early 30s lay on the  bed limbly she was surrendered by a doctor and two nurse.

The first thing he heard was the doctor saying some thing that he couldn't make out due his body's under developed ears but he already new what happened the women had died giving birth to him. He didn't think about the women that had just died giving birth to him his only thoughts was that he had another chance more then another number.