No, I wasn't falling, at least not yet.

I was hanging

Not by my neck,

From my legs,

The three men looking down on me, shouting slurs and curse words, telling me to fess up threatening my life as they hung me from the building.

I don't know if I was crying but I know I was yelling, struggling, trying to reach up, trying to make sure I wouldn't fall to my death.

I couldn't die yet.

My girlfriend Is waiting at home with my child in her.

I couldn't die yet.

My mom is still inches in dept 

I couldn't-

They let go.

I was falling,

I am falling

Realization hit before the ground did.

Please! Please! PLEASE!!

I don't want to die!!

I CAN'T DIE-

Pitch black like my continuous.

I couldn't feel my body, I couldn't move my head it felt like I was still falling.

Then pictures popped up playing like an old film that just learned what color was.

I see my best friend and my girlfriend walking up, stairs knocking on a door, my mom opening the door with my 2 little brothers behind her, my best friend seemed to have said something, something sad as my mom collapse on the ground holding my younger siblings crying her heart out.

Did I die?

Is that why she's crying.

My heart aches or at least what I can feel aches.

Then my girlfriend walks to her comforts her and whispers something in her ear and my mom lights up like a light bulb, touching my girlfriend's stomach hugging her, and crying.

She kept it!

My kid.

My child.

The one I won't be able to see grow up...

Then the film stops.

Then what seems to be flickering as another film starts playing.

Everyone I know in black looking at a white casket with a picture of me in the corner.

My funeral...

Then the film repeats itself showing a new image.

My mom selling the house, singing in the choir, and at the end of service saying her goodbye in tears as if she's leaving, then a pop of her moving boxes into a foreign house I've never seen before, with my girlfriend whose stomach has started showing. and my little brothers who seem much older moving things as well.

Then that film stops and another one starts it's my girlfriend by a cradle singing a lullaby as she rocks it and it seems like the film is going to zoom in on the cradle so I can look at the baby then it stops.

I tried to yell, cry out, I wanted the film to continue, I wanted to see my child. But my voice wouldn't come out.

Then a man appeared in front of me.

Walking- no levitating towards me.

Then in a deep voice, he says "You have not seen death. Just a new beginning."

He starts reaching towards me.

Wait!

NO!

Please!

Send me back!

My cries were useless not even making it to his ears as his big hand touches my forehead with enough force to make me move, something I couldn't do since I've been here.

Making me fall.

Making me close my eyes.

Feeling the rush of air again.

Feeling an experience I wish I didn't have to feel.

Feeling the hard ground before I can feel the fear and pain.

I cry.

Something I haven't done since forever is cry.

Crying and crying

Sobbing and sobbing.

For what seems to be hours.

Before I open my eyes.

I seem to be in some type of forest, a flourishing forest.

With beautiful green scenery and humongous plants. Something I've never seen before.

Then I stand up.

And it feels like I'm 5 times shorter.

And soft, curly black hair falls on my face.

Did I get-

Quickly I look at my hand.

Thank God, my melanin is still there.

Relief is there before realization.

Why am I so small.

Why are my hands so soft.

Why are my surroundings like this?

Did I get reincarnated?