Part 1

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As I start to wake up I try to open my eyes. 

'What the?' I think to myself as I try to move around. I feel so weak I can barely move my fingers.

I suddenly feel this wave of exhaustion. I try to keep myself awake but soon pass out.

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A few hours later

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As I wake up for the second time I feel a little bit more energized.

'Where am I. Why am I here? I thought I died.....Otis.....I hope he's ok wherever he is.'

It feels like i'm just floating in a confined space and it's comfy but uncomfortable at the same time.

I try to move around again and I start to feel tired. 

'Ahhhh here we go again' I blacked out.

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 5 weeks later

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I gained enough strength to finally move a bit. 

As I try to move around I feel a strange cord connecting to my stomach.

'Wait. What's this?' I soon place all the pieces together. The drained energy. The wave of tiredness after every simple move. The weird feeling I get in my stomach sometimes. The cord connecting my stomach to something was most likely a umbilical cord.

'Why am I a baby? Was I reborn? Well it's kinda obvious that I was. Why do I still remember everything?' 

On a reflex I accidentally kicked my leg.

"Oh! Look Ben! The baby kicked!" Some random voice said.

'Who the heck is that? It sounds like there talking in Japanese. Thank gosh I took classes and excelled in it, so I could easily understand them.' 

To get them talking again I kick once more. Woah I gotta stop doing that. Body's not ready for it.

"She must really wan't out eh?" A male voice spoke out.

"Yea! I can't wait to raise this beautiful child with you." 

I scoff. I think to myself.

'B*tch you must be a blind bat. Cuz i'm ugly as sh*t.'

I move around for a few more minuets while I listen to their conversation. 

After a few minuets I start to get tired again so I fall asleep.

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4 months later

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I soon figure out that the 2 voices where my mom and dad. At least I think they are.

I can now stay awake for a longer period of time. Thank God.

To ease my boredom I practice moving my fingers. Luckily I can now bend my wrist a bit. If I wanted to move my arms it would drain all of my energy in a snap which sucks because i've been sleeping like 89% of the time.

Most of the time i'll just sit here in silence and think about what went on in my past life. Not that I have any clue why I still have my memories in this one.

I thought about my parents, bullies, my gram, and Otis. 

I don't know why I just now start thinking about them. I guess being reborn took my mind away from the sad memories.

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