After my encounter with Betty and the three Musketeers, I wobbled towards my cot, climbed the steps and laid down on the soft mattress. Since my stomach is still filled with roasted chicken, I didn't bother to ask for my dinner. Who needs grubs when my stomach is filled with toasted meat?'Let then give that to some hungry kids,' I murmured to myself, close my eyes and was lost in thought.Whenever I am alone, I am always bedevilled in my mind with the memory of my past life. At last, I wish I had acted otherwise. Perhaps, if I had been a little bit kind, more loving, extra-religious, and less glamorous. Maybe I wouldn't have ended up in this pitiable condition. As a celebrity, I had spent an active life, devoid of time for frivolity, and never bother about my spiritual life. I don't believe in giving to the needy, have no pity towards my fellow human, and see anyone poor as a lazy fellow. 'The world is filled with different opportunities to make money, so if you aren't making it

Agatha didn't bring me more chicken as she promised. Rather, she keeps avoiding me. Since I don't care, I ignored her and the rest of the nuns, spend my days on the grassland, and never bothered to make a friend with any of the orphans. After what seemed like weeks of living a lonely life, I eat my grub which keeps reducing as I grow older, took some glass of juice, stepped out of the orphanage hall, and then walked toward my sanctuary. "Hey, come here, Ugly face," one of the bullies of the orphanage shouted at me and then waves his hand as a sign for me to walk close to them. Since I am not in the mood for chit-chat. I ignored them, hissed and change the direction of my movement. A moment later, the three of them raced closer and stood in my front. "Johnny. I don't have the time for your pranks this morning, please excuse me.""Stay there, Ugly-face. We have some questions to ask you," Benny announced. "What questions?""Where did you see the chickens, sweet and biscuit that we

'Boom.' 'Where am I?' The room was painted white, the roof made with a white POP, and the floor perfected with impeccable white tiles. And when I caught sight of the white bed cover, white duvet, and my white nightgown, I burst into tears. 'Where am I?' Despite achieving my task, the system had betrayed me, and now I am dead and back in heaven. 'Of course, that is the only reasonable explanation -. But wait, how did I die?' I hopped down from the bed, walked towards a white-framed standing mirror, and then gawked at the image standing in my front. 'Oh my gosh! I am not dead." From my experience during my time in the gathering of the dead and purgatory, I discovered that the soul of a human doesn't possess a human shape, but looks like a ball of light. Luckily for me, the image before I possessed an oblong shape head, big golden eyeballs and a weird-shaped mouth. 'If I am not dead, then where am I?' I frown, put my right folded palm on my chin and look lost in thought. 'I w

The following day was the worst since I was born, torn between my loyalty to my new family, and my dependency on the system, I was unable to decide my next step of action. 'How will I get the documents needed to convict Brown for exploiting and using illegal immigrants?' I asked myself aloud and then moaned softly when I realized that no answer is forthcoming. I wish I can eat my cake and still have it. I want to achieve the special mission, and then save my family from the impending shame and punishment.Realising I have to forgo one for the other, I sighed, shrugged and shakes my head at my resolution. I have no choice but to stand for truth and fairness. If Brown had been using illegal immigrants, then he must be punished for his crime. My emotions can stay aside. I was lost in thought through the daytime, and my wandering mind denied me the pleasure of sleep afterwards. As soon as the sun peeked in the sky, I leapt out of my bed, stepped out of my room and arrived at Brown and

The drive from the government reserve area to the centre of the City takes almost an hour, and I peeked through the car window as she raced through the crowdy community. Despite my pilgrimage around the world, I was surprised that I had never visited any of the cities around here. And the fact that I was reincarnated on the other side of the earth made me despise the entity that sent me here.'The system promised that I can see anyone I wish. Should I ask to see my mother?'I wonder if she is still alive. Wonder if she still hated me, and wish she had grown old with no one to cater for her. Indirectly, my mother was responsible for my death. She was the one who always tell me that I am not good enough, not beautiful enough. And it was her negative words that made me lose the belief I had in myself. Even when the money is flowing in, and I have thousands of suitors seeking my hands for marriage, I still believe I can be more appealing, and richer. I wasn't satisfied because I want