In a luxurious room. The room was filled with pink and purple colors. It was an above-average girl's room.
A young girl aged 13 looks out the window. The confusion was written all over her face. A sullen atmosphere was creeping into the room. The gloomy aura was so overwhelming, it was suffocating.
The rainy, damp weather outside didn't help the sullen atmosphere at all, instead, the weather outside made the atmosphere inside worse.
The girl in her early teens seemed empty and lifeless. The girl looking outside the large window was absentminded. She was perplexed. Even though the girl looked lifeless and sullen but you could see the deep hatred in her eyes.
Another hour passed by when the young girl finally moved her nimble legs and sat on the bed. Athena bent her head down and looked at her arms and legs. She moved her limbs and ran to the closet mirror she could find. The hand mirror was held in one hand while her other hand was running all over her face.
Just then an idea popped in her brain. Unable to keep herself from keeping her voice low, she yelled "WTF!!!?!!. NO, Did I.. I just reborn."
" Is that even possible."
Athena looked at the mirror which was reflecting her beautiful yet childish face. Athena was having mix feeling with what just happened to her.
A sigh escaped from Athena's mouth. She thought of her dream, which felt more like her life. The betrayal, karma, sadness, and lies she faced. The death of her stepsister. Who sacrificed herself for her.
The mother that she thought loved her, at the end of the day she was the one who pointed the gun at her forehead. In reality she thought..No. She knew she deserved it.
"If this is a new life, I will not pursue revenge or fame. I'll just take care of that lovely sister and fill her life with happiness. Probably that's how I'll get my retribution. OK. How should I complete this goal." Athena thought out loud.
New life? Past life?
But it felt more like a vague dream, the pain and sadness had hurt her, the pain felt real, but otherwise, all other memories felt vague.
It was more of a reality or like a strand of memories. That she was familiar and unfamiliar with. It was really weird.
She did not want to believe her dream, of the backstabbing and sadness. She felt that it was just a simple dream or her own consciousness that was scared
As she mumbled to her self she walked towards that fluffy and comfortable looking bed. She lay down on the bed, pulled the blanket up to her chin, got into a fetal position and dozed off into the worlds of dreams.