Almost Fifteen Again

Chapter 1: 7th Regeneration

November 29th, 2015/7:30pm

Dear Diary,
• Charlotte River Blue - Artist
• Harper Lee Jennings - Rebel
• Thalia Rose Smith - Nerd
• Lily May Jones - Girly Girl
• Joanna Lin Green - Tom Boy
• Sarah Prim Daniels - Athlete
• Alena Ray Castor (current) - Unknown

I'm still missing some of my memories, but I have enough to know that I've died six times and that I have been reborn six times. Right now my name is Alena, but last time it was Sarah. Sarah made lots of friends because she was in almost every sport.

     Sarah lived in Burlington, New York and went to school at Green Wood High right before she unexpectedly died about fourteen years ago.

     That's right I'm fourteen and I just so happen to live in the same area as Sarah and go to the same school. Like I said before Sarah had a lot of friends and I am determined to find them before I die again because maybe they can help me. 

    Maybe this year I won't die and restart my life over again.
So long for now Diary.

Love,
Alena

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I'm looking at my old diary entries right now and I just realized I never told you Alena's whole story. I think this is probably a good place to start. November 29th, 2015. The day I decided to leave my family and try to change my fate...

'Let's see there's Elie...Kate...oh and Martha too! Sarah was really close to these particular three, so I guess I'll start with th-' "Alena! Dinner is ready!" My mom's voice rang loudly through the halls and into my room; interrupting my thoughts (This happened a lot because I was always deep in thought, thinking about my past lives). "Okay Mom one sec!" I yelled back. I got off my bed from where I had just been sitting thinking about Sarah's past. Then I ran down the stairs and headed straight for the kitchen. "Mmmmmmm that smells really good mom and dad!" I said as I grabbed a plate. I can still remember that we were having breaded chicken with mashed potatoes and macaroni that night.

     "Okay so I dedicate this next song to my best friend and the birthday girl, Charlotte River Blue!"

     I stumbled a little causing my plate to crash to the ground. "Alena, honey, are you alright?" My dad had asked sweetly. "Ya, ya I'm alright just tripped on my own foot." I lied because how could I explain to them that I have weird visions in my head that are actually memories from my past lives. I mean even writing it out now, after everything I've gone through, it just sounds flat out crazy.

     I bent down and cleaned up my mess with the help of my dog Biscuit. She loves cheese and the macaroni was covered in it. Then I got a wet towel and wiped up the rest of my mess. The plate that I dropped had become all dirty, so I put it in the dishwasher and grab a new one. Thankfully I had grabbed the plastic plate not the glass one. Once again I grabbed my food and sat down with everyone.

     "So Melissa how was school?" My mom asked my perfect sister who is two years older than me. "Oh it was wonderful, I had a pop quiz in chem and pre-calc and I totally aced them all!" She squealed. I quickly tried to finish my food so that I could go to my room and escape that dreadful conversation. It's not that I don't like school, in fact I love it and I'm quite good at, but Melissa is always better. I braced myself for my turn to be interrogated. "And what about you Alena? How was your day?" I gulped as my mom asked me. "Um...well I had to run a mile in gym class today and we had a free reading period in English too." My father nodded, satisfied, but my mother searched for more. "Well that's wonderful darling, but what about math class, didn't you have a big unit test today? How did that go?" And here comes the disappointment. I am not, I repeat not at all good at math. "I...um...well it was a shorter test than I anticipated, only four questions..." I can picture my sister starting to smile, she knows I'm a failure. "...and we got our grades back too...but mine was, well...*sigh*... I got a fifty." I am such a disappointment; and I'm not even their real daughter. "Well in that case finish eating go straight to you room and work on homework. No tv or dessert for tonight." At least she went easier on me that time. Usually she'll force me to do all the bathroom chores by myself or take away my phone!

     After dinner I climbed the stairs to my room and plopped down onto my bed. Apparently I felt like writing some more. It usually helps clear my thoughts and emotions. I definitely had some thoughts to let loose after that dinner.

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November 29th, 2015/8:30 pm

Dear Diary,
     I just had another outburst! This time I dropped my food. Luckily I don't think my parents are suspicious of anything.

     It was another memory from the first death night. Charlotte's friend was on a stage dedicating a song to her. I think her name was Kathy or Carry or maybe Karen. I'm not sure; sometimes the memories just come and go. I'm going to leave tomorrow. I'm going to find these friends of Sarah, because right now they're my only hope of breaking this curse. Goodnight diary.

Love,
Alena

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     After I got my emotions settled I began to start packing the things I would need the most on my big upcoming adventure. I grabbed a ton of clothes, my diary, pictures of Sarah's friends, pictures of my past selves that I  had gotten online, money, and my phone. Then I put everything in to a big duffel bag and placed it all under my bed; just in case my parents decided to come in and say goodnight. I took out my phone and set a quiet alarm for 3:00 am. Then, taking one last look around my room, I grabbed my stuffed animal, bob the frog, laid down on my bed, and closed my eyes.

     'Am I really going to do this? I just have to think like Harper. She was a rebel, and I was her, so I can do this. I know I'll miss my family so much, but I've only got ten days left before I die again. I don't know how, but I will not let that person kill me. Never. Again.'

I drifted off to sleep for what felt like a few seconds before my ears were filled with the familiar sounds of my alarm clock. *beep beep beep* I quickly shut it off so that it wouldn't wake anyone else up. 'First, let's go over the plan. Change out of my pajamas, grab my bag from under my bed, grab my phone, quietly sneak out the front door, and make my way to Sarah's friends. Piece of cake right?'

"Okay, step one, change out of pj's." I took a quick glance in my closet and grabbed one of the only shirts left, since I had packed most of them, and a pair of shorts. Then I slipped on some socks and sneakers and silently headed down stairs with my duffel bag in hand.

When I got downstairs I stopped in the kitchen and grabbed a bunch of food so that I wouldn't starve. I also grabbed two empty Mountain Dew two liters and filled them both with water. Not sure how, but I managed to squeeze it all into my bag.

As I headed for the door I took a last glance at my house. At that moment I thought for sure that it would be the last time I ever saw it in this life. I sighed and walked out the door ready to find three thirty year olds; Elie, Kate, and Martha.

• Alena Ray Castor (current) - Runaway

Love,
Alena