I AM...

Different people see the world differently. Some embrace it wholeheartedly while the others gladly leave it. This is not a story, but the journey of a lost soul, who could see both sides of the world

Prologue

I am no one.

In my past distant memories, I vaguely remember a thing.

...

..Am I dead?  

I doubt it.

Though I can't feel the striking pain in which I'm supposed to, the familiar cold sensation of  the pouring blood, staining my pale skin keeps my brain aware.

How weird... 

This glimmering crystal clear eyes, how could they not be alive? 

...but deep inside, I don't think I'll ever regret of losing my one and only essence of life, with which prove my identity as alive.