Random shiz that I'm proud of

Reincarnation:

A/N: WARNING: It does center around spiritual beliefs of mine: Reincarnation. I don't know if people aren't allowed to read that because of their religion or not... but I still wanna post this... so yeah... Just a heads up! 
This project was supposed to be a piece where you write about something you strongly believe in... and this is it for me! ENJOY!!!

My Grandpa used to tell me stories. Stories of what he was before. Of who he was before. He told me everything he remembered. How he was a girl before, a little 6-year-old girl, with two older brothers, and one baby sister. He would say that he would run around a small backyard, having the little beagle chase after him. He remembered a lot in his past life. He remembered how he died. A car... a speeding car crashed into him as a little 6-year-old girl. It was too late to save him when he was found, for he was already gone. I told Father of Grandpa's stories... He didn't believe me. He said there was no such thing as reincarnation. When I told Mother, she said that Grandpa was getting old, and he was going a little coo coo, causing his brain to go all over the place. I didn't believe my mother. I didn't believe my father. I believed my Grandpa. I was sure, that he was telling the truth. And I was right. I had a dream, one night after my Grandpa passed. I saw myself... but it wasn't me. Instead of my long black hair, I had short brown hair and paler skin. I was taller, and my body was more developed. I was running around a grassy yard in black shorts and a grey tank top. My eyes followed the other me. I was drawn towards her, and I could feel my heart racing in synch with her's. That's when I felt a hand on my left shoulder, causing me to jump. I swiftly turned around in alarm at the tingling sensation of the contact. My eyes widened as I stared up at my Grandpa. I immediately tackled him in a hug, burying my smiling face in his stomach. He knelt down to my level and hugged me back. I felt him stroking my head. He told me that he had to move on. To become someone new again. Repeat the process. I didn't mind. I understood. I was happy for him. And I knew that I would eventually end up as someone else too, and the thought of it made me excited. But he wanted to bring me a gift before he left me. He pointed behind me. I looked at where his finger was pointing. I smiled as I looked at the previous me. Time began to speed up. I watched me, day after day, growing older until I finally I was at a college... then my name was up in red lights on the big screen. I was known as Karina before... then a man... who spent may days with... until he grew old and died... and I soon followed after. I blinked, and in front of me, I saw me again... but not from my past life... me the way I am now. I saw Lily Vika. My long black hair, short figure, and in a pink dress. I smiled and turned to look at Grandpa. He hugged me one more time, before standing back and waving. I waved back, and in a flash of white, he vanished. I turned back around, to see me fading away, smiling. I smiled back. I felt happy. Why? Because I could just meet my Grandpa in my next life. Who knows? Maybe I'll be the Grandpa next.

A/N: WELL THERE IT IS! I hope you all enjoyed! 

~Yuno