You know sometimes when you wake up with your hair spilling all over the table . The homework stack is still equally high as sleep does not make it go away and the guilt consumes you. You look out of the window and realised the sun has already set and you've done nothing but has your eyes shut tight the entire day. Evening crashes down onto you mercilessly. You start getting worried, run towards the toilet and wash your face. You scream mentally in your head and tells yourself to buckle up or get screwed up results later on.

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You dash to the table and starts non-stop to make up for the time wasted. Yet you stare blankly and nothing absorbs. You tell yourself you got to do this but then you get distracted once more.

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The day has ended, you felt like you've done something. You begin to reflect. Then your mum hollers at you to sleep. Your eyes are closed again and this time, it opens in a whole different world. You see Abraham Lincoln smiling and waving at you. You pinch yourself to double check. Its not working, you slap yourself and blink. Then Micheal Jackson appears, moonwalking. This is absurd. You have to sleep or else you fear how it may affect you in the very near future of 6 hours time in the bloody cold hall.

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You are now inside the hall. The questions looked vaguely familiar and you are confident. Just as you begin, you realised that everyone are equally confident. Then you asked yourself why are you doing so hard for? And you can't find the answer. You hand in a blank sheet.

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You are now 21 years old. Life is the same except this time there is a cure for H1N1 but a new virus is spreading. Its a combination of AIDS and H1N1 and the scientists are stumped. Its called "New Virus" and the world has not change a single bit every since.

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You are told that you have contacted the virus. You are now told that you will die in 24 hours. You ponder and reflect what exactly has gone wrong in life. And decide its too late to change anything.

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You realised you are cold. Micheal Jackson is next to you and shakes you with his gloved hands. The moment he touches you, you becomes warm ag-

THE ALARM CLOCK RINGS JUST AS THE BACK OF YOUR HEAD SAYS STOP ALL THE WRITING.