Hello!
I am Ruby Costas, 26 years old. Single and ready to mingle. Just kidding! I am just your typical normal filipina citizen working 8 hours a day and still poor. So jealous of those people who hit the jackpot. Too bad for me. I have nothing special. Anyways, gotta accept what I am and what we have and love thy self. I'm an office worker, if you're wondering.
And this day is just like my any other day. Waking up, bath, eat then go to work, then get back home. Nothing special today. Really! Just me missing a footstep while I was going down in the stairs and then I keep on rolling down and then hit this head on the floor. And died!
Yes people! I died!
But I didn't know and I never imagined in my whole wonderful, beautiful life that I am going to be returned to my past life. Well, yayyy me!!! Ha. Ha. Ha.
NAIAH
It was all black and then a sudden light, it feels so cold and lonely. I wish someone... anyone could give me some warmth.
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I slowly opened my eyes. And a familiar ceiling greeted my vision.Too familiar for my own liking. Why did I suddenly got a bad feeling about this? I turned my head left and right, familiarizing the place I am currently at. Gathering my thoughts and when I came back to my senses I am finally aware where I am.
The grand ceiling, the marbled floor, the expensive furnitures and not to mention this beautiful and comfortable bed. Everything is so familiar , it's like I have been living in this all my life. I wasn't even scared or panicking, like usual. I should be frantically screaming right now. But...
My head hurts so bad. It feels like it will split in half. I sighed.
I shouldn't do it anymore, working myself to death an....
Death?
Wait.... wait.... wait!!!!!
And it suddenly came back. My memories!
Oh my gosh!
...
(A few decades later)
...
I ran to the nearest mirror I could find. I feel like I was drowning. I can't breath! This isn't possible! Why? I don't understand! Why did I came back?
This woman that I am seeing in this mirror, with her gray eyes and silver hair. I know who she is. My tears suddenly fell one by one. As I am remembering the past in this body.
Shocked.
Scared.
Overwhelmed.
Pain.
Terrified.
I don't know what to feel at this moment. All I know is this shouldn't be happening. I am not supposed to be here.
Who is this woman?
I know who she is.
Naiah Savanah Dorothiea Greandoria, a woman who is destined to have that miserable fate. That woman whose fate is to die on the hands of the people she trusted. That woman who will never be able to laugh freely. She is that woman who was so abundant on anger and pain. That woman is me.
I touched the mirror with my trembling hands.She is beautiful, too beautiful. But she looks so sad. Her crystal clear eyes, even though full of tears is gorgeous. But I feel sorry to this woman. This face who doesn't eve smile, this eyes that always shed tears. So pitiful. Indeed.
"Hello, old me."
I just whispered in the wind. Crying my sorrows and anguish away as I keep looking at this woman in the mirror who is holding the same feelings as me.