"I'm Rosalina ?" I asked her, trying to hide my face as much as possible.
??? : "Yes ! I mean, you look like the Rosalina who wrote a book 15 years ago.. you haven't changed... wait are you disguised ? It's not Halloween yet." She said as she tried to look at my face. She had kind of a gothic look and wasn't really scared that much. I just responded calmly "Yes, I'm going to erm... throw a surprise party ! And I really need to go now."
I managed to get away like that, but... I was really wondering who this Rosalina was... If I am a Zombie, I died so maybe I was Rosalina, but now I'm no one.
Something was making me attracted to a certain point in this big town, like if I needed to go there. So I walked several hours, getting used to the weight of my body, and I could now walk almost normally. I wasn't really feeling any pain or exhausted at all, maybe dying has great sides ?
I've also put my hair in front of my face and tried to look drunk so no one would see my nature. It worked well !
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What happened to life ?
General FictionIt's the story of a girl who woke up without remembering anything of her life, or at least her old life.
