((It all happened so fast. The drunk driver swerved into you as you were walking down the street….That was the last thing you remember. You should be dead but you feel like something else happened instead. You felt your soul leave your body and move somewhere else. Then, you wake up.))

You open your eyes and feel that something is off. You feel smaller…younger…and you’re in a kids bed. Suddenly, a woman enters the room, a warm smile on her face.

— Good morning honey! How’s my bundle of joy?