"Ethan! Get ready or I'll leave without you!" she chorused. The girl sounded like she was in her mid-20s. His older sister, maybe? Cousin?Ethan's room was a very wide and fancy room I knew from the moment he was from a very wealthy family. Posters of footballers lined the walls. A basketball lay under the desk, and on the nightstand was a photo of a lady smiling, arms around a boy who had to be Ethan. But I was him now. Whoever he had been before, that was gone or so i thought.
I put on whatever I could see in his closet but i knew i had no sense of dressing as a boy because, the only male that was present in my life was my father and i did not spend that much time with him, I glanced at myself in the mirror. Messy hair, soft eyes, barely fifteen years old.I almost missed my way when i was going downstairs,the mansion was the biggest i have ever seen,furnitures and walls made of gold ,downstairs, the girl handed me a lunchbox. "Don't forget it this time."I nodded, trying not to speak incase my voice might give me away.
A short drive later i arrived at the school junction then i got off the car and walked to school,i dragged my feet like someone else's memory had to guide each step. Something about the way people looked at me—no, at Ethan felt off. They waved. They smiled. But it was as if they expected something I didn't know about.I met three people by the old fence behind the school gym. Claire, Chris, and Oliver. Friends, apparently "Yo," Oliver said, tossing a paper ball at me. "You forget we had history homework?""Guess not," Claire answered , then she gave me a look of suspision. "You okay?" I was clueless of words to say. "Yeah. Just… weird dreams."Chris clapped his hand on my back I almost activated my self defence skills then it came to my memory that i was a boy. "Still half-asleep, huh? Don't worry, Ethan. You're always weird." Chris said with a wide smile on his face.They laughed, and I forced a smile. I didn't know how to act, didn't know Ethan. Every joke, every nod, every memory they referenced passed through me like fog.Everything felt like an impossible dream.During lunch, I sat by myself in the bathroom stall. My thoughts felt scrambled. I needed to remember who I am. Or maybe… figure out who Ethan really was.Then came the vision.I didn't fall asleep,i was pulled by the boy in my dreams and apparently his name was ethan. so many question left unanswerd in my head,no clue to going back to my life or could i have reincarnated as him as a gift of suffering that much in my past life?I needed to find immediate answers but i was so engrossed in his rich life that i got used to it
At school, Claire caught me staring off again. "You've been acting like someone else," I said."Maybe I am," I whispered jokingly Claire smiled. "Oh stop it" I realised that suspicion had started to grow wide then i accepted that i was him now and i started enjoying all the servants doing all the chores for me, no stepmother screaming into my ear countlesslly
My perception was that I died when i was asleep and reincarnated as a rich kid, i had a lot of doubts but who could i seek to explain them. Months passed and i was still in his body living the best life i could, I didnt even remember that i had an exam i was studying for because i knew i was already successful. One morning i woke up and the servants were running helter skelter without stopping i was so confused about what was happening and I quickly ran to meet my aunt but the only thing she said was your dad is coming, fear was written all over her face like he was some sort of killer but how bad could his dad be if he pampers him this much.Few minutes later, seven cars drove in as my father came out multiple guards surrounded him and he walked into the house and faced my aunt then slapped her, Ethan's dad was a tall man and he had a very eerie look on his face like someone that was up to no good. I didnt know what to do as he approached me but i was furious at him slapping aunt so i questioned him 'why did you slap aunt'
I said with a trembling voice then he looked at me "How did you learn to talk to me like this i guess your aunt must have taught you a lot of things and yes i will not answer to a teenager even if you are my son" then he gave me a scary look, I rushed to my room in fear and i heard my phone beep with the weirdest text message "this is Ethan"