She turned her neck blankly, and her eyes slowly swept around, finally settling on the yellowed old-fashioned calendar on the wall. The red numbers were clear and eye-catching: June 12, 2006.
Is this the day she turns six?
She suddenly raised her hand and pinched herself hard. The clear pain was felt instantly, and it was definitely not an illusion. She trembled and touched the back of her head again, where there was a swelling. The pain when she touched it made her gasp.
Ridiculous, so ridiculous!
This is not a dream or a hallucination.
The calendar on the wall, the young hands, the familiar but dilapidated old house, everything told her an incredible fact: one second, she was still 27 years old in a rental house, passing away with endless regret and despair; this second, she was truly reborn, back to 2006, back to the day when she was only six years old.
Huge fear, disbelief and fear came crashing down on her, making her whole body feel cold. She had died once, and the pain of being drained of all her worth, abandoned by her lover, and claimed by her loved ones before her death was still burning in her bones and blood, and she would not dare to forget it for a moment.
"I was reborn and returned to the age of six..."
