I can't remember the last time i was invested into a life, it'll just end in a year anyways. But regardless i felt something swell within me, as if my emotions betrayed me and said "This time will be different." It was a emotion j had long since thought i had lost, hope.
"Hmmm… where is it at..?" I mumble to myself
I fish around my pockets and check the nightstand adjacent to the bed.
Found it. I grab the phone off of the nightstand and pray that the owner of the phone didn't have a passcode enabled.
I take a moment to marvel at the technology of this era that has sprung up rather recently.
I hold my breath as i press the power button on the phone, a nearly inaudible click sounds from the phone. I sigh in relief as the phone opens up and is unlocked via my fingerprint instead of passcode. I open up the phone to it's home-screen, i go to safari and type in a domain known only to me. This site is where i record the events of my past lives after the internet was invented.
I open up the camera of my phone and get the first look at this- i guess it would be more accurate to rather say MY body. I peer upon my body and try to adjust to the new feeling of a different body, the feeling has almost become natural to me over the years. I estimate my body's height to be around 168 cm, reasonably lean, and toned quite well.
I gaze upon my new face as disbelief crosses it…
Tears fall down my face as memories that should be long since forgotten play through my head, memories of my first life, before this curse bullshit.
With old memories fresh in my head, i look at my face, it looks eerily similar to how i looked in my first life, albeit slightly different.
"This kid must have been my ancestor.."
I stare up at the ceiling of this now dark room, casting a silent prayer that this life will be my last.