I died. I lived a pretty normal life. I had two parents and a brother. Life was not hard, but it wasn't easy either. I would like to think that I was an average person, living an ordinary life. Well at least I was until now.
Being reborn wasn't fun. Everything was blurry, I couldn't see normally. It felt weird, being held by another person, who was much bigger when me.
Finally after few months I started to see faces. The person, who always held me had green eyes and hair. It reminded me of someone. Nah it was impossible.
Before today I have never saw how I looked. Like father I had green hair and eyes. It reminded of someone from an anime I saw, but I didn't think it was possible, but looking at this in a different way, how it was possible to be reborn? Maybe I died and got reborn in anime. Well I decided to think about this later.
My first birthday was on the day I died, December 23. Quite ironic isn't it. This was also the day when I first time I heard my name, Fran. That was when I realized that maybe I was really reborn into KHR. Well maybe it was all a dream, but I could always make the best of it.
Whenever I tried speaking nothing came out. I tried again and again, but nothing worked. Maybe my vocal cords weren't developed enough, at least I hoped.
I was right. I felt relieved I could finally speak. So my first word was ''Give''. I was really hungry. My father laughed really hard that night. I don't know why, but I was feeling very happy.
Well since my first word was ''Give'' it isn't very hard to realize that my first sentence was ''Give me food''. My father was laughing so hard that my ears hurt all day. Well at least I got my food. So everything was good.
I don't know why, but I was always hungry. Maybe it was because of this body. After all right now I am a child not older than one. So it was a possibility. Well at least it made my father happy. So I was content. For now.