What did I do wrong?


    I minded my own business...I worked at a meaninglessjob for 10 hours a day with minimum wage, sure it wasn''t the best job, but with the education I had, I was satisfied. To be honest, I really wanted to be a teacher when I was in High School. You see, I worked at an indoor pool in my younger years as a swim coach for little kids. For some reason, I loved to teach and put a smile on their lips as they finally understood things, but more importantly, it made feel like I belonged somewhere. Then...reality hit me in the face. And I''m not talking about giving me a slap, I''m talking about getting a full truck of shit thrown in my face.If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it.


    My mother got hospitalized for cancer, my dad left me and sister ran away from home with a junkie. There I was, out in the rain a late night all alone. Life moved along, and finally, I ended up as a cashier in a convenience store around the then corner of my poor apartment. But this ain''t a story of misfortune. For all the grievance, pain and suffering I have gone through, god decided to give me another chance. Maybe it wasn''t in this world. Maybe it wasn''t as a super rich boy. But, at least he gave me a new shot. This is the story of my second life, the story of Rahm Windrider..