I'm walking across a deserted bridge, not a single soul in sight. Everywhere I look, beige building's with missing windows, a dried riverbed beneath me, dead tree's scattered around: a true ghost town in a wasteland, I walk towards one of the building's out of curiosity. Theres a tennis court with an aluminum fence surrounding it and a basketball court perpendicular to it. To my right is a hill, to my left, a 4 story building.to my far right, near the basketball court is a road that goes somewhere in the distance to the right, I don't know where it leads to, but I'm not interested in it. To my far left is a metal walkway attached to the building, supported by metal beams. In the basketball courtyard I see two gorilla's that clearly have grotesque mutations looking at me. I don't particularly feel threatened, but I decide to avoid making them angry, so I run 4 steps towards the walkway and jump, left hand up, aiming at the edge of the roof, and fire a black web-like substance and use it to swing across. About halfway to the walkway, one of the mutant's runs toward me and jumps, I close my eyes and brace for impact. All of a sudden, I open my eyes and the scenery changed, I'm no longer outside in a deserted wasteland, but lying down, facing a beige wall.
fuck that was a weird dream
I get up, go to the bathroom then go back to my room, get on my computer chair and bring my legs in a fetal position as I find it the most comfortable. After going through all the notifications on my phone and all my email's, I take the 2-liter bottle of cola that i had filled with water the night before and drink my fill, then take some tissue paper and blow my nose.
I need to figure out where all this dust is coming from, this is ridiculous.
my name is Jacob Beckerladder, I'm 22 ears old and mentally disabled, I live alone and I'm single.to be perfectly honest I live a happy life, sure I could use some affection and I sometimes feel depressed, but that's perfectly normal, in science class when I was younger, maybe 15 or so, my teacher told us that men have something similar to PMS (premenstrual syndrome) in that once a month, our hormones go out of balance and cause us to experience something similar to PMS (mood swings, etc.). I'm an inch taller than the average man in my province but I'm severely underweight even though i eat quite a bit.
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I don't remember most of my childhood, even my memories of when I was 12 are spotty, I'm missing entire years from my mind, which is normal considering how much trauma I had endured as a child. But to be perfectly honest I don't care, my childhood wasn't anything good or exciting, it was dull and quite honestly painful. kidnapped, molested, my brain is anything BUT normal.
I look at my headphones and the urge to take a walk dawns upon me, so I get dressed, put on multiple layers of clothing, put my boots on and leave.
I walk down the same road i do every day, its 6 in the afternoon, I went to bed at 8 earlier this morning. It's getting dark outside and its cold.
fuck I hate the cold. I wish I could live somewhere where it was always warm.
I walk in front of one of the high school's in my town and see a few people walking towards the local college. I keep going and eventually I near the lake I always enjoy walking around, its completely frozen, a few ice rinks have been made here and there. I do enjoy ice skating, although I don't like having to put my skates on in the cold. I decide to just keep going towards the central part of the city and come to an intersection, there are cars on all 4 sides and a few people on my side as well as the opposite side of the street. The walk light turns on and I start walking, absorbed in my music. Halfway across the street, I rise up in the air suddenly, and immediately fall down. I try to get up to get off the street, but then my consciousness stop's.
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silence ensues for some time.
I hear someone talking.
my eyes Open, I'm inside a room, facing the roof.
wait what roof is this
I get up and immediately notice how small I am as well as the fact that the room is extremely bland, the only thing's inside are two beds and a dresser, the walls are made of stone and the floor is made of wood. The beds look cheap and the sheets feel like shit.
"where in the actual fuck am I, what the fuck happened and WHY AM I THIS SMALL?!"
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a woman runs into the room, she looks scared, and then runs to me and takes me in her arms and hugs me.
wh..what's going on, who is this and why is she hugging me????
am i dreaming or something??this doesn't feel right, if I was dreaming, I wouldn't have the ability to feel the heat from her body, wait what the fuck, she's crying.
"uh...*clears throat*hi, um... who are you? Where am I? and why are you crying?"
the woman speaks, with tears running down her face and a wide smile.is this what tears of joy looks like?
{I'm so glad you're finally awake, you've been sick for months and haven't woken up in 2 weeks, we thought you were going to die}
u wot m8? (internet slang, has multiple meaning's)
"uh... what do you mean? who are you? are we related or something? why am I a child?"
the womans face, tears streaming down her slender face, her face no longer smiling, she looks like she's panicking. what's going on?
{you...don't remember me? corvo, I'm your mother! how can you have forgotten me?}
tears stream down her face; I think she's grieving WAIT A MINUTE DID SHE JUST SAY SHE'S MY MOM??!!
my thoughts go to the last few seconds I can remember
wait, did I get hit by a fucking car? I did, didn't I. fuck man, wasn't expecting that.
wait, more importantly, doesn't this mean that reincarnation is a thing? I mean, I'm experiencing life again, although I'm now a fucking kid. Great. Well, maybe she's a good person, maybe I can start a new life, although.... looking at her clothing, I... I think I'm in the medieval times...shit, this went from yay to nay real fucking quick.
"uh, I don’t remember anything to be perfectly honest, you say you're my mother and that my name is corvo, do we live alone? where are we?"
she looks like she's thinking, she's still crying though.
{your father is out keeping us safe, we're home right now}
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she wipes her tears and audibly breathes in from her nose
{how are you feeling sweetheart? I'm sorry you have to see me like this, I'm exhausted from all the worrying, I'm glad you're finally awake, are you hungry?}
she's smiling at me, she gets up and sits behind me, putting my head on her chest and hugging me tightly. is… is this what a mother's love is like? I...
I’m..., I'm crying. Why am I crying..?
this shouldn't be enough to make me cry, why am I crying?!
{why are you crying? are you hurt?}
"no... I just...I just..... I don't know...."
andd hereeee we go, i just burst into tears. wait, could it be because I'm in the body of a child?
oh no, that means my emotional maturity went down the fucking drain, shit.at least I kept my intelligence and memories, those could maybe come in handy.
i spent about 5 minutes crying in her arms before calming down.
"um, mom, can I tell you something?"
maybe I should tell her, how am I going to tell her without making her think I'm no longer her son? It's possible her son did die and that my consciousness transferred over.
{yes, you can tell me anything you want, I'm here for you.}
"I... I have memories I don't recognize, in them I'm an adult that lives alone, i remember dying when crossing a street, i remember it came suddenly, do you think this is normal?"
yeah, that's it, that’s a good way to put it.
she looks intrigued.
{can you tell me about your memories? How did you die?}
huh, she's taking it better then I'd have thought.
"I don't understand most of the memories I'm seeing, before i died, I went to take a walk. I saw white stuff everywhere, I remember it being really cold, there was a lake covered in white and people were playing
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on the ice, they had swords on their shoes. I kept walking and came to a place with lots of boxes of different colors shapes and sizes, people were inside them, I was waiting for my turn to cross and halfway across i went flying into the air and fell back down and saw one of the boxes go towards me and then.... nothing, I don't remember anything after that. Although i think i heard someone speaking"
{i see, so you're a reincarnation, it's okay, you're still my lovely son and i still love you with all my heart}
she looks at me with a smile, it's a nice smile, it's comforting.so i smile back at her and give her a hug
"thank you, you have no idea how much what you said means to me."
so apparently reincarnation is common knowledge then, she didn't shun me for it either, I wonder why though, although i don't want to ask in case it backfires.
{are you hungry?}
"um, a bit, yeah."
{very well, come on}