A few months later, my mother told me about when I was younger. Something she never told me before. She and I were in the car, heading to a store. We were talking about ghosts and the afterlife.
She told me, "Did I ever tell you what you did that scared me to death?"
"No," I replied.
"Well, when you were younger, before you started school, I picked you up from day care, I buckled you into the car, and went to my door and got in. While driving home, you told me something odd. You said 'I need to go to my other mother'. My reply was simple: 'I am your mother, Honey.' But you went on. 'No, my other mother. She's sad because our house had a fire and My other daddy and my brother and I all died in it. So she's really sad. I need to go back to her and make her happy again...'. Honey, you scared me to death. I thought you didn't want me as your mom. You went on for months telling me about your family that died. I called doctors and Me'me. Finally, one doctor told me that you might be an old soul. That If I believed in reencarnation that you may have rememberd another life of yours and that you are very special, someone who has a connection still to your other life. After thoses months, you completely stopped."
I starred at my mom. I couldn't remember any of this. It boggled my mind. I thought she was telling me a lie. I was scarred myself.
She went on, "Do you remember that?"
I stayed silent as we pulled into the parking lot of WalMart.
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Tears drip down my face
I curse with anger
At only myself
I want to be free
To live another life
I hate myself
For being what I am
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