บท 2: Chapter Two - Rebirth
I did it. I finally found the courage to end my pathetic life... My body is hanging right now in my room... that room I hate... the one that's been reminding me for ten years that I'm unloved—and, most of all, that it's all my fault.
Is it wrong to hope that Dad might regret my death a little? That he might feel even a tiny bit sad that I took my own life? On the other hand, I hope Uncle won't be sad. Maybe now that I'm gone, he'll feel better...
After all, it's my fault Uncle is sick, just like it's my fault Mom died, and my fault Dad's been depressed for the past ten years. Everyone I love either dies or ends up hating me, and I can't blame them. I hate myself too. If it weren't for Uncle, I probably would've ended my life much sooner. But I naïvely thought I could be happy with him around... I hope that now that I'm gone, Uncle will recover because he deserves it. He deserves to be happy and healthy.
Where am I now? I've been asking myself that question for a while... Am I in heaven or hell? I have no idea. All I know is that I can't move or feel my body as if I'm disconnected from it. And yet, it's neither unpleasant nor frightening... I find it rather soothing. It even gives me time to reflect on my life.
If only I had understood the importance of family. If only I'd realized how lucky I once was... If only I hadn't made that stupid childish demand... I'm certain that if I had the chance to have a family again—a family that loves me like before the accident—I would do everything to protect them, to love them, and to respect them as they deserve. If only…
Suddenly, I felt a gust of air near my head. It's such a strange sensation... What's happening? Am I going to hell? What's happening to me? I'm scared! Please, I swear I never meant to hurt anyone! I beg you!
I felt myself being pushed, ejected from my protective cocoon. It was such a bizarre sensation. Then, out of nowhere, two large, rough hands grabbed me in a way that felt both strange and oddly familiar.
"It's a girl!" Cried a feminine voice.
"Oh my God! Let me see her! Give me my baby!" Cried another, faint and tired voice.
What's going on? What are these two women talking about? Are they gods? Angels? Who are they? And where am I? What the hell is happening?!
I was completely panicking, overwhelmed with countless questions. As I gradually regained sensation in my limbs, I started squirming and moving uncontrollably, crying out. I even tried to voice my questions, but only wails came out of my mouth.
That's when I found myself in someone's arms—protective arms that felt just like my late mother's. They were so comforting, so warm, that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop crying and screaming.
"Shh, calm down, my baby... It's going to be okay... now... Shh... You're so beautiful... Oleg will be so happy," The woman said, rocking me the way mothers do with their babies.
Wait a minute... What do you mean baby? That's when I realized. The baby that had just been born... It was me! I've been reincarnated as a baby?! No way! Is that even possible? Could it be?! That would explain so much... Oh my God!
To confirm my suspicions, I forced myself to open my eyes little by little. Eventually, I found myself staring straight at a beautiful young woman in her twenties. She was truly stunning, but strangely, her face felt familiar. Could she have been a neighbor from my past life? I didn't think so...
Her face was radiant with joy, and it made me feel immediately loved. I had almost forgotten what that felt like... A mother's love for her child—something so magical and natural that no one could fake or imitate it.
Could it be that God answered my wish to experience the love of a family again? If that's the case, thank you... Thank you from the bottom of my heart!
That's when a man entered the room. He looked to be in his twenties as well, like my new mother. He, too, seemed familiar somehow. I had seen him before, but where? I couldn't remember...
Wait... His way of dressing—it's strange. It looks like clothing from another era... but that's impossible... right?
"Zhena, you did an excellent job... She's beautiful. I'm sure she'll be worthy of being a Petrova! Your name will be Katerina Petrova. Be worthy of your family and your place in our community!" He said proudly, lowering himself to my level to kiss my forehead and then his wife.
Wait... Did he just call me what?! Please tell me this is some kind of sick joke! This can't be real! Katerina Petrova doesn't exist! This must be a coincidence...
Except... everything feels a little too real. The old-fashioned clothes, the faces of my new parents that seem familiar, my new father's name, Oleg, and the nickname he gave his wife, Zhena. There are way too many clues for this to just be a coincidence... right?
But if I am Katerina Petrova... then I'm about to have another messed-up life! Her life is TERRIBLE! This is bad, really bad...
Katerina Petrova, later known as Katherine Pierce, is one of the main antagonists in my favorite series, The Vampire Diaries! Please! Get me out of this nightmare!
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