1 Prologue

They said people are reborn as an apology from Fate for their unjust death. If you are lucky enough to be reborn, chances are your life will be luxurious and you will live a healthy and prosper life until your destined death.

Thats just a myth told to little kids as a bedtime story though...

Moya had been a student for 5 years already, at the age of 23, she was meant to be living the best days of her life, but expectations from her family, being told she has maxed her chances at her college so she can't graduate anymore, and having cultivated a depression for the mayority of her life, her days couldn't seem to get anymore.

They say everyone is the main character of their own story, and that in the end, if you work hard, you will get rewarded no matter what.

Moya looked up at the sky peacefully. She was dying, there was no doubt on that, plus the fact that she had just been stabbed 7 times by a guy who did it just for the fact that he was bored and she happened to be the only person passing at the time. Not that she blamed him, she actually wanted to thank him but she was too weak to talk. Finally she would rest! No more pressure no more failure, no more being the ugliest person ever. Finally she could just sleep... she had been a good kid all her life, sure she failed in the end, but surely she had earned her right to go to heaven?

So why was it that when she woke up she was in a strange room, with strange people, in a strange body that was not her own? Why couldn't fate just let her rest when she was finally meant to have peace at last?

If fate thought she would keep up with her crappy intervention she was more than wrong. She was tired of living, much less willing to live a life that was not her own.

A/N

Hi, I am a writter and although this is not my main account, I made this book as a way to deal with my depression. I tried making a journal as I was advised but I had no words, I would just stare at the empty page and feel empty myself. I love time travel books and i figured why nots.

I represent myself a lot as the main character of the story, although I am ommiting some small details since there is a little fear inside me that some of my family would recognize my story and know its me. I know im paranoic but thats just how it is. it might seem a bit silly and this may cause people to hate my story but Im doing this for myself, I am sorry if I dissapoint or make people unconfortable.

I also known this is a bad way to deal with my depression, since im indulging myself in a fanfic of my own creation, but I don't know how else to deal with how I feel. If you don't want to read it its okay.

With that said here I go.