Hi my name is Klea, I'm 18 years old. I lived with my Mom and my older brother.
One day I woke up seeing numbers on the head of other people.
("What's that thing on the head of Mom? 5? Nevermind I will be late on my school" )
When I'm walking down to the street, I see numbers on the head of every person that I meet.
("What was that? It's so weird? Am I imagining things?")
Numbers like 200, 145, 99, etc. are on the head of every person.
When I go back to our house from school, I saw Mom cooking and the number on her head decrease!
("3? Is it the number of chores she'll do later? Ah nevermind I'm gonna read my favorite Manga on my room then eat later when she's done cooking")
"Klea" my Mom called me.
"What?"
"Come here, help me prepare the table" my Mom wants me to help her but I don't want to.
"Mom please, I'm so tired right now, I want to rest! Don't disturb me." I answered while looking at my phone because it's the exciting part of the story.
("Ugh I'm at school for 8 hours and then when I come home I'll just be ordered, what a life.")
I continued reading my favorite Manga, and few minutes ago she called us to have dinner.
"Klea, how's your day at school" Mom asked.
"Same like always" I answered while looking at my phone.
"How about you Travis? How's your day at work?" Mom asked my older brother.
He put down his spoon and answered Mom.
"It's good Mom, I think I will be promoted this week"
"Oh you're doing a good job at your work, but you should rest when you're tired okay?"
"Yes Mom"
I rolled my eyes because they're so loud and I can't focus on what I read.
"I'm done, goodnight." I got up and was ready to enter my room when I noticed that the number at the top of Mom's head had decreased again.
"1?" I mumbled
"What?" Mom asked.
They were both looking at me waiting for my answer.
("1? and 999?")
"It's nothing, I want to sleep goodnight"
"Klea, make sure your alarm clock is on, you should wake up early so you won't be late tomorrow and please ..."
"Mom please stop nagging me, I want to enter my room now, I want to rest because I'm tired" I interrupted her then leave.
I fell asleep at 12:05 in the morning because I read a manga.
"Hmm, what time is it?" I looked at my phone and got shocked because it already 7:30 am.
I immediately got up and shout, "Mom! why you didn't wake me up? I will be late because of you!" I barged in her room and wake her.
"Mom!" I shake her body so she'll be awake.
"Mom! Hey Mom!" I continued.
I looked at her carefully, there's no sign of breathing. I put my index finger on her nose for a few minutes, still, there's no air coming out. I started to cry thinking that my Mom's gone.
"Mom, wake up please? Mom, you're the one who should wake me up, but why aren't you waking when I'm the one who's calling for you to wake up?" I'm still crying.
"So that number above your head is the number of your remaining days? Why didn’t I find out right away? Why did I think that was the number of chores you should done? Why? Why? Why?" I shouted.
"I'm sorry Mom... I'm sorry."
