Chapter 2

Bernard who had just woken up mused about his dream last night. He turned around on his bed and stretched for his phone which he always keeps beside his bed on a table placed extremely close to the bed. His hand searched for some seconds but failed to find his phone forcing him to fully open his eyes. The first sight after opening his eyes was a long mirror placed at the corner of the room. The first reaction was to wonder when a mirror was placed there followed by a scream which never made it out of his mouth😱.The mirror reflected a youth around the age of 14 years though Bernard could instinctively tell that he was 16.

As he fought the urge to grin, a transparent screen appeared in front of him with a page open and a home button at the top left corner and a flashing package box at the bottom right corner. The page had three bars with words written on top of each bar.

[Game installation] completed

[Random incentive pack] selected, click box to assess.

[Changing gamer's background] completed, click accept for corresponding memories

Memories...?? Accept

With that command, Bernard felt as if he had been dipped in an artic pond naked and felt as if the world was shaking. After a few minutes, he regained his awareness along with new memories. Though instead of it being totally new memories, it was more of slight changes made after making different decisions. 🤔 Did the game foward time? The most obvious changes is the promotion of my parents in their occupation. My father has moved from a senior high school teacher to a University lecturer at UG and mother from a primary school to SHS teacher. Memories showed that unlike my last life were i refused my uncle's offer to come to the UK but instead continued my education in Ghana, this time i came to the UK to continue my education and have a better chance at fulfilling my football dream.

From my trip down memory lane, it seems that the have been no butterfly effect or something similar so far since Ghana still self destructed in the 2014 world cup due to internal conflict and bad management. That world cup looks set to continue being a thorn in Ghanaian football lovers memories even though consolation could be drawn that our team was the only challenge for the eventual winners of the tournament. And we might have even won if not for the bad decision making of J. Ayew. Barcelona and Chelsea are winning their league and everything is happening just as before.

All those memories pale in comparison with the information that i have registered for the UK football trials in Manchester and it is scheduled for the weekend which is three days away. This piece of awesome news made me break into the zanku dance which was a new afropop dance craze before my miraculous second chance. After a few minutes, thumps were heard at the door. Someone was knocking on the door and Bernard already figured out who it was. He shouted enter just as his uncle, Richard opened the door. A man in his thirties entered the room with a slight smile hanging on his lipsn He cleared his throat as he asked , you seem to be in a good mood? Bernard smiled awkwardly as he replied ; it just hit me you know that after all these years about to have my first trials and hopefully get picked by a scout. Hmph as if it that easy to get picked out of hundreds of people, came the discouraging words from my cousin whom i am 5 years older though he doesnt want to admit it just because i am not that big.Uncle Richard turned around to leave pausing beside his son who was standing in the doorway, ' just be confident and calm your nerves during the trials and everything will be fine'. Also, prepare for school you are late