"Please kill me" a thought that persists as soon as her eyes open to the morning. Followed by the longing of being next to someone capable, to give her just what she wanted. A cold silver blade run through her neck. To empty out everything she no longer wanted to care for. Her life.
She'd lived nine.
Only this was the first she'd seen the truth.
This wasn't her home at all.
Nine times recycled to a place they could keep her mind numb. Living normal lives with no importance or significance. Each time presented with the same opportunities and failures holding just a different appearance. Each time her life ended differently. At the end of each life she did not enter heaven or at least have any recollection of doing so. Instead she returned to a classroom to a withered faced woman asking "where she went wrong" to which for 7 lifetimes she replied "I lied". The woman looked disappointed every-time. She didn't speak a lot. The best teacher don't need to. She would sigh as she began the process of sending the girl back to earth holding the promise that when her truth was shared she would allow her and her people to return to their true home.
