Reincarnation

(CH.1) Part I: Once Upon A Time.

Narrator

"What's wrong with her, doctor?" asked Tracy's step mother, Julian, in a state of paranoia.

"She attempted suicide, fell into a frozen lake. Her body got too cold. Her heart rate is fine and oxygen is reaching her brain but she still not waking up." answered the doctor then rushed across the hallway.

Tracy was brought to the hospital looking like a frozen chicken; she wasn't moving nor talking, no significant signs of life. The doctors and hospital staff were mesmerized in their place wondering what happened to her.

Luckily, beside the lake in which she was found, they also found the diary which answered their questions. It also aroused interest in this eighteen-year-old with a story to tell. Her name was Tracy Drake McColt, as mentioned in her diary, which helped identify where she lives and who she lives with.

Tracy lied on the hospital bed unconscious. Her hair spread on her side made her look like an angel in her sleep. Julia's heart was throbbing in pain and anxiety, she always treated Tracy like her own daughter, and now both her daughters are clinging to a thin thread holding them to life while death drags them from behind.

Would they be following Drake? Losing three made her feel so careless because they are too much to be just bad luck

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Something was rough against her ears, she realized as she started waking up. Everything was cold and her muscles ached badly. She tried moving her arm but something stone like scratched it. She slowly opened her eyes; the difference wasn't significant for it was too dark for the poor eyes of a human to see well. She put all the effort into moving her cold body so she would be able to stand; she failed the first few times but finally managed.

There was a familiar smell, one she smelled before, something so green. Ohh, plants, she realizes. And then she tries walking feeling so heavy, her clothes were wet, that's why she felt so cold earlier. But there were ice pieces, although the weather was hot. How did those ice pieces get on her? Why does her body ache so much? Why is she in this place?

And then she remembered…

Tracy’s POV

Dear diary,

Everyone knows what a fairy tale is, one that starts with ‘once upon a time’ and ends with ‘and they lived happily ever after.’ But isn’t this the way it really always is? Don’t we all start once upon a time and end in a beautiful grave yard?

Well a grave yard isn’t exactly my idea of ‘happy’ either but that’s how we all end. How princesses end as well.

Life’s nothing but a long road. It’s never totally smooth, nor totally rough. We meet those who plant a smile on our faces and those who draw some tears. Most important, we meet those who leave a permanent mark of love and care. And those are the most important basic element of a fairy tale.

Today is my birthday. I am finally sixteen. My long gone father left me this beautiful diary with my step mother to give it to me today, that makes me feel like the princess in Princess Diaries. I am supposed to fill it with present troubles, which are also known as future jokes. It’s true; it’s always the present that irritates the most. Past is long forgotten, and future is a secret only time could reveal.

 Tracy

My name is Tracy McColt. Being a teenager who just moved to town I should be facing life threatening and murderous moments. But I find myself cool about everything. Whenever anything happens, I remind myself that nothing can be worse than the day dad left us. By ‘left us’ I mean died in a bus crash, thanks to a drunk driver. He died a couple of years ago, a week or so before my fourteenth birthday. He left me with my ugly step mother and her daughter Selena.