It all happened in an instant. My body went cold all of a sudden. Before I realized it, I got shot in the chest by a wandering bullet from across the road. Which a robbery was occurring.

My body turned pale. My sensations became numb, while my skin slowly became cold. "Am I going to die?" were the words that subconsciously came out of my mouth.

Hearing it in my situation sounded a bit cringeworthy since I was seriously going to die anyway.

My entire life was always riddled with tragedy. When I was 5, my mother died in a car accident. Leaving only me and my father. But when I reached 10, my father remarried and disowned me by sending me to my mother's relative.

Then my father left me behind and started anew with his new wife. Meanwhile, I was stuck with my cold-blooded uncle, who didn't have an ounce of remorse for me.

Every day he'd beat me up if I woke up late. He'd send me to school with an empty stomach.

It was all unrealistic to me, so I started questioning my luck. "What did I do to deserve all this?"

I've endured the hellish life I've lived up until I became a college student who'd now finally escape my cold-blooded uncle's grasp and be independent.

But my dream instantly shattered: "I guess I really did some bad deeds in my previous life." I mumbled as I held on to my last breath.

My vision started getting hazy. The pain I endured suddenly felt numb and disappeared. My eyes were slowly closing on their own.

Memories of my childhood that I'd already forgotten started rummaging through my mind. Those unbearable times that I needed to endure a hellish life struck my head in an instant.

"Uhh, this must be the thing they called "flashing before my eyes" could successfully close on its own."

I guess this is how people die; I suddenly hate it, making me remember all those unpleasantries.