Will everything pass?
I asked myself this while lying on the hospital bed.
I don't believe it, I still don't believe it, that my life was taken away in that fire, and I was lying in the hospital bed today clearly. Note, I clearly heard the doctor telling my parents that I was hopeless, so why could I hear their voices.
Could it be, could it be? Am I a ghost?
"What! You are a ghost!" A voice asked me to sit up suddenly, but strangely, my parents didn't seem to see my movements. So, am I really a ghost? "By the way, who are you?" I suddenly remembered.
"I am the reincarnated god, call me Ming!" A white "puppy" fell. It was true, it fell, but it looked more like it was thrown down by someone. Sure enough, it patted it? Head, loudly shouted: "Spirit-blind man! Who told you to throw me down!"
"Uh..." I looked at the little... Ming.
"Tch, okay, let's be serious." Ming Yaya? Gather up a strand of dog hair on your forehead. "You are indeed a ghost now, but you won't be tomorrow."
What do you mean, I will no longer be a ghost tomorrow, will I become a ghost or a monster? Seeing my confused look, Ming explained to me: "I intentionally asked Vulcan to cause this accident in order to create the illusion that you are dead." It coughed, "And my job is to send you to another world. As for what world that is, I don't know."