The magic of Reincarnation

Prologue

Tina's POV
I never believed in things like past lives or reincarnation. Not until I died and it happened to me.

I can't remember exactly how I died or my name, or how old I was. Just bits and pieces of it. All I can remember about my death is the hospital and being alone when it happened.

I thought that I'd just stop existing, or maybe go into some heavenly light. I wasn't expecting to be trapped in a dark warm room for about 9 1/2 months and be born again.

I especially in Twilight.

When I was born, I was in quiet shock at the events that just occurred. I couldn't make a sound at first causing doctors and nurses to panic until it all hit me at once and I burst into tears. They were relieved at first, but then I wouldn't stop crying.

They tried everything they could think of to console me. They gave me to both my parents and tried feeding me, but it didn't work. I was just so overwhelmed by everything and nothing could soothe me. My crying soon turned into a panic attack and I felt like my lungs couldn't get enough oxygen.

It was dark, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't breathe. All I could do was cry and gasp for air. I was shaking as I tried to get a hold of myself. I just couldn't calm down. I couldn't even think straight.

It was hours but I finally managed to stop when they placed me in a different woman's arms and her voice cut through my stormy mind "Hey, hey now, sweetling it's alright. I know the world is scary, but we're gonna take care of you and protect you" a sweet, and soothing feminine voice said softly to me. Instantly my cries desist and I opened my eyes to stare up at the angel before me.

I was still panting and gasping for air with my throat sore from my wails. I stared up at the woman and observed her keenly.

She was a tall young woman with long dark hair that floated and curled as if it were weightless, and her face was beautiful but deathly pale. She had petite but sharp facial features in the shape of a heart with very translucent, pale complexion. Her eyes were blue like lapis lazulis and widely spaced in a way that reminded me of a doe or bunny which contrasted against her foxlike facial features.

Her lips were plump and pale pink and when they pulled back into a smile I couldn't help but return it with my own gummy grin. Her smile brightened and she said "There we are. There's that beautiful smile. That's better, huh?" As she gently swayed me.

"Finally! I thought that she'd never shut up!" A shattering glass like female voice said in annoyance interrupting our little moment.

I looked over to see a woman with long wavy auburn hair with olive skin and icy blue eyes. She had an oval face with a sharp chin and thin lips. She would've been considered averagely attractive, if I hadn't seen the Angel first.

She laid on the hospital bed wearing a gown, so I was left to assume that she was my mother. Next to her was a male and a toddler female.

The male was tall and had straight black hair that ended at his ears and had dark brown, almost black eyes, that contrasted with his pale skin tone. His face was shaped like a heart and had more gentle features.

The toddler was about two years old and short. Like the man she had straight dark hair and chocolate brown eyes which contrasted with her pale skin, but then like the woman she had an oval face with a pointy chin and sharp facial features. Her lips were also thin and seemed to blend in with her skin tone.

This must be my father and older sister.....but I felt no emotional attachment to them. In fact, the only person in the room that I cared about was the angel holding me.