Chương 1: Chapter 1 (Edited)
"Happy birthday to you~~"
"Happy birthday to you~"
"Happy birthday, dear Will~"
"Happy... birthday... to... you..."
"Happy 3rd birthday, Will!"
I smiled as we finished singing "Happy Birthday" to my cousin, but despite the festive atmosphere, I needed some time alone.
'Sigh, I need some space.' I thought as I glanced up at the woman holding my hand.
My new mother.
"Mommy, can you please let me go? I want to play," I said, trying to sound as sweet and innocent as possible while pouting.
My mother looked down at me, her smile as bright as the summer sun. "Sure, sweetie, just be careful." As soon as she let go of my tiny hand, I dashed through the crowd of guests and out into the backyard. There, I made my way to the hideout my cousin and I had created-or rather, the one I had made when my parents left me here to take care of their errands.
I entered the hideout and plopped down onto one of the bean bags. With a lazy sigh, I stretched out and settled into a comfortable position. I closed my eyes and let my thoughts drift to the peculiar circumstances of my new life.
Can you believe it? Reincarnation is a real thing!
All I wanted after my death was to reunite with a heavenly library, but it seemed that God had other plans for me. Although I never directly met this God, it was clear that they were one of those deities who decided to add an anomaly to see how the world would react.
Would this world harm the anomaly, or would it let them be?
Sigh, well, at least I got lucky being born into a book-loving family. With that advantage, I can ask for books and absorb knowledge like never before.
In my previous life, I worked tirelessly just to scrape together enough money for my siblings. All I wanted was to be a librarian, not a fast-food worker. But did that happen? No. Instead, I found myself overworking because two of my siblings got cancer. My health deteriorated from overwork, and eventually, I ended up six feet under, never having had a chance to visit a library.
But this time, things will be different. In this life, I have a loving family, a mountain of books to read, and no siblings to worry about. To top it off, it seems I've been blessed with an extra sense. Though I still don't understand why I've been reincarnated.
I've come up with a couple of theories.
Either this world will face an incurable virus, but that seems unlikely, or this world is normal, and I'm just overthinking things. I'm leaning towards the latter.
As I let myself drift off to sleep, the tranquility of it all was comforting.
...
When I awoke, I found myself back in my bedroom, which meant my parents had taken me home. I sighed, sitting up and listening to my mother's cooking downstairs. I looked at the photos of us three on the bedside table. They brought a smile to my face, and thoughts of my new family filled my mind.
You know, my past life didn't have a tragic orphan backstory. Family life was somewhat normal. I had a supportive father who gradually became stricter, not due to conflicts, but because I was the eldest. My affectionate yet overbearing mother constantly nagged me about getting married and having children.
So, I can say that my previous existence was decent. I wasn't particularly longing for a family when I was reborn, but the Sanchez family was a warm and welcome change.
Lillia Sanchez, my new mother, is both loving and strict, much like my previous mother but with less intensity. As for my new father, Richard Sanchez, he spends most of his time out in the fields working with plants. He mentioned in a call that he had secured permission to be home today, so he should be downstairs.
I glanced at the wall clock. It was almost seven in the morning.
'Sigh, I should probably head downstairs before my mother comes up here to drag me out.'
I reluctantly got up and made my way downstairs. As I approached the kitchen, the rich aroma of breakfast wafted through the air. I saw my mother bustling about, preparing plates of food-one for me, one for her, and one for my father. My father, meanwhile, was reading a newspaper about a facility that had been shut down or something similar.
"Oh! Jess, I was just about to call you. Let's eat," my mother said, her face lighting up with a smile. She seemed genuinely pleased to see me come down on my own.
I greeted them both with a "Good morning" and took my seat at the table. My father, who was seated next to my mother, gave me a hug and a kiss on my forehead before heading upstairs to sleep.
After breakfast, my mother began her daily chores around the house. I noticed she seemed a bit heavier lately and was frequently holding her stomach. I recognized the signs but couldn't quite place them. Shaking off the thought, I decided to head to the mini library my father had recently set up under the stairs. Today, I planned to read a book about hotwiring cars and another one that held a special memory for me-the first book my parents ever bought me, *The Velveteen Rabbit*.
I settled into my reading nook, eager to dive into the world of books and knowledge once again.
A knock at the door disrupted my musing.
"Yes?" I said.
"It's time to eat, honey." Said my mother, her voice ever so sweet.
"Yes, mother." I replied as I packed up my books and went out of my library and went to the kitchen there. I saw my mother preparing.
"Let me help you." I said and started helping, not giving her a chance to say no.
"Thank you, Jess." She said as she smiled.
My father went down a few minutes later after we had prepared the plate and utensils.
...
Humming happily while skipping steps outside of our home as I went to the nearest playground around our block and started 'playing' as some adults say, but the truth is that I'm exercising.
'Hmm, it's empty,' I thought as I saw the playground that is normally full of kids is now empty and quiet.
Climbing, hanging from the monkey bars, is what I did. Then i ran around the playground. After that's I did some push-ups, which I barely did two.
The sun begins to set as my frame is littered with sand, sweat, and dirt.
I headed back home and took a shower, ate dinner, and slept, readying myself for tomorrow.
TO BE CONTINUED!
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