It all started the moment that a strange light streamed in through the window, but let me explain.
I got out of bed, expecting to wake up to a normal day, when suddenly I saw a white light as I opened my eyes. Before I could understand what was happening, the Angel of Death was standing in front of me. Of course, I screamed, but it was too late. The angel told me that I was dead.
While I was questioning my life in my mind, the angel spoke again and said that I had three options. The first option was to die completely and sleep forever. The second option was to return to life as a bird in a rich family. The third option was to come back as a dog in a rich family. I chose the third one.
However, my life as a dog was worse than a human’s life. A woman shouted at me all the time, I was not allowed to go to the garden or run, and for two days I was given only one cup of food. Finally, I bit everyone in the family—the woman and the man—so I was sent to a shelter.
Three weeks later, a kind family adopted me, and I finally had a very good life.