The Life and Times of an Average Coward|| Demon Slayer

Chapter 02: You can be kid again

The Life and Times of an Average Coward

Chapter 02: You can be a kid again

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So I died right?

The blurry image of the gigantic figure loomed at my face for the nth time, its giant fingers caressing my overly fat cheeks as if I were some newly discovered species.

(Or maybe I am? I won't be so surprised if that's the case.)

But for some reason, I never flinched once or got scared at all and I've been doing that a lot lately.

(By that I mean, the not getting scared part.)

I know to myself that I'm a coward. A scaredy cat if you will. A chicken or some other adjective that is equivalent to being a wuss.

(Horror movies and I don't get along, that's why I never bothered on watching one because the last time I did watch, I was escorted out of the cinema after five minutes into the movie for fainting. After I woke up, I fainted again out of so much mortification and Mama being who she was, just cancelled all of her plans and just brought me home while I'm still passed out. In the end we just watched a bunch of Studio Ghibli films and enjoyed ourselves. You see my point there?)

I would jump whenever I hear sudden loud sounds, which was embarrassingly most of the time because of my sharp ears. Some noise that would be a little bit inaudible to others sounded way too clear for me, I love my ears, but sometimes they just don't cooperate with my system.

So for me, it's such a surprise that I'm not being hysterical for the last three days with all of this. How I just died via gun wounds, but somehow was still breathing and inside of a baby's body.

The end part probably takes the whole cake of why I should be panicking, it's the greatest of all concerns and completely unheard of.

(Of course it's unheard, who the hell would say that out loud without being mistaken as a nutcase? Though there were testimonies about it all over youtube, saying they've seen glimpses of their past lives.)

Maybe it hadn't sunk in yet. Denial or shock or whatever the hell am I experiencing right now.

I can just see myself breaking down in the near future after it sinks in.

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~The next day~

Oh....... My ......God......

Holy sweet baby Jesus on a manger.... Dear God no...nononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononinonononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononononono........ (contd...)

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(Sorry to interrupt what you're reading but the MC is not available right now, we are switching to third person due to the author's incompetence to sustain you the MC's hysterical point of view that is nothing more but the currently repeating word 'no' with no spaces. As you are reading this, the MC is still with her mantra of no's at the moment so just keep reading even if this part is utterly useless and pointless. If you still wish to continue then carry on with the madness and you are forewarned that the next parts.)

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Nonononononononono!!!!!!!!! There is no fucking way is this ever  even possible!