The scene of me watching the boy plays in my head over and over. Not believing the boy that looks exactly like me is dead. It's all fake right? No way could it be real? I'm just in one big dream that's it, one big dream.
"Mister, you are correct but also wrong."
I hear a voice that is not my own and freaks me out so bad that my own thoughts stop. I whiped around to look at where the voice came from. What I see is the boy from the scenes.
"Y-You d-died!"
"Yes I did mister. You watched my last breath along with some of my memories."
"Wait what do you mean your memories? What is going on!"
I start to panic as I don't know where I am, and all this information is confusing me.
"Mister, take a look at the water and tell me what you see. I think it will surprise you."
I heard what sounded like a smile in his voice. I don't remember him being this happy? But as I think I listen to the boy and look at the water by my feet. My feet are bigger than I remember, and... WHAT! Who is this!
What I see is a male with jet black hair and hazel eyes, body fairly toned. When I move, the body moves too. Is this, me? But who is this? I don't look like this. Whose body am I in? Shouldn't I be a smaller boy?
Memories come flooding into my head. I'm not Pola, the boy with white hair and the two toned eyes. My name is Tony and I'm from earth. I see memories of my embarrassing childhood. The memories of middle school with pimples all over and the short term relationships. High school where I got a girlfriend, a job and slowly starting to live my life.
Graduating and looking for a better job, I arrived at a construction job. The pay isn't great but it is money on the table. I worked there for many years, 6 to be exact, before I died. I watch in my memories as I was working on a skyscraper, just newly built and still small.
I don't remember exactly how I fell but I remember the weightless feeling as I plummeted to the ground below. 10 stories up, that's how high up I was. I remember the pain from impacting the ground. My whole body in pain, slowly shutting down as my happy memories flash through my head.
The fun times making primitive tools for fun, living in the woods for a weekend to see if I could manage. Even books that I read over and over. The last few thoughts go through my head as my vision slowly turns black. 'I hope I can continue to enjoy the fun times I had here, in my next life. Sorry mom and dad, you son won't be home for dinner'
Then everything turns black, my vision clears to see the boy again who I have come to realize is Pola.
"So I died and came to this world? But why am I in your body, Pola?"
"You came from another place, and when I died, you died shortly after. Then your soul for some reason went into my body. I don't know the reason or how it happened but it did."
"So I transmigrated, from earth into your body. But if my soul is in your body, why are you still here?"
I watch as Pola's face gets sad like he doesn't want to bring it up. But ultimately it does.
"You remember touching the orbs? Well those are my memories. I can't forgive that man! I won't ever speak his name again! But I don't want him to hurt any more kids like me... That's one of my reasons."
As I listen I feel bad for Pola, he should never have gone through what he did. I do know that there are bad people everywhere, even on earth.
"What are your other reasons for still staying?" My voice is a little softer feeling bad.
"Well.." Pola gets a shy smile. "I wanted to go to a magic school, the one you saw in one of the orbs. I also wanted to find my parents.... I wanted to know why they gave me up." He starts to get tears in his eyes. Slowly filling up and running down his face.
My heart breaks knowing that all he wanted to do was find his parents and go to school. Something I had both of, along with loving parents. I crouched down to look at Pola in the eyes. "Pola what would help you to move on? I don't want you stuck here forever, wouldn't that be boring?" He looks up at me wiping his tears with the backs of his hands, still crying.
"I don't want to live anymore, I already died suffering, I don't want to suffer anymore." He cries even more once he says it. He must have been holding in all his sadness and being tough.
I wrap my arms around him in a hug. "It's okay Pola, you don't have to live anymore if you don't want to. I'm here already so move on I'll do everything that holds you back, okay?"
He starts bawling into my shoulder and gives me a really hard hug. I just wait there till he calms down. Once he does he breaks away from me so he can talk again. Still a sniffle here or there.
"You really will live for me? And do the things that I always wanted to do?" He looks at me with expectation in his eyes.
"Yeah buddy I will. But can I ask you a few questions as I don't know too much."
"Hmm, Hmm" He nods his head when I ask.
"How old are you? And what is the darkness over there? I see there are some orbs in there?"
"14 years old I think? I'm not too sure as I was dropped off at the orphanage." He looks at the darkness that looks to be moving around but staying in place. A horrified look on his face as he looks at it. He talks in a really small and soft voice.
"T-those are m-my really bad memories.... Don't look if you are not ready to know." Once he said that he looked so broken and defeated.
"Don't worry buddy I won't for a long while. As much as I am curious, I need to live first and survive. Plus I have some goals now huh?" I try to give him some reassurance.
He looks up at me with a grateful smile.
"I'll live as you Pola in this body, and I promise you with my very being that I will accomplish your goals. So I want you to move on and be happy. Don't worry about what happens down here. I will have everything handled."
As I finish telling him this, I watch as his body slowly turns into particles. But I see such a happy smile on his face. Taking up his whole face, making little creases in his eyes. I hear a faint 'thank you' coming from him right before he completely disappears.