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MVWdeZT
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2 months ago

The Many Lives of Mirana

My name is Mirana. Last name doesn't matter. It will change a few times. "Many" might be optimistic. I might get tired of the whole rebirth thing and opt for moving on.

I started as an overweight elder with gray-brown hair and glasses. I acquired a cat, Enigma, and moved into Moppy Manor in Ravenwood. There I set to work writing my third bestseller. At the same time I worked on my bucket list, improving my photography skill and eventually taking a few pictures in Willow Creek and Oasis Springs.

But my old life wasn't very interesting. Once I completed my Soul's Journey, there wasn't much to do except wait for death. I picked up a few tarot cards, explored the crypts, and even tried being a ghost. While waiting for Grim, I picked out the family would be reborn to.

I had met Geoffrey Landgraab a few times and found out that he was family-oriented and good -- excellent traits for a future parent. I checked out his house while taking pictures and observed that it was spacious. A bit modern for my taste, but there would be enough money to change that, I hoped. So I made him my heir and the guardian of Enigma.

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    First Life

    Did I make a mistake? Geoffrey is okay as a father, but he has to go to work, so I'm dependent on Nancy and even evil Malcolm for everything.

    Incidentally, don't fret too much about how I, an infant, am managing to write this. I communicate my feelings to the Watcher, who also takes care of things like providing furniture and making Geoffrey get my will out of the mailbox and read it aloud.

     

     

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      Enigma has joined me. She has her cat tree here in the nursery, and I can smile at her. I hope the Landgraabs remember to feed her and clean her little box.

      I've learned a little more about myself. Besides being cautious and frequently sneezing, I am also a picky eater who loves being held. The Watcher put a rocking chair in the nursery so that I could get more cuddles.

      For a while, Enigma was the only creature in the household who spent any time with me. 

      Speaking of the household, here we are!

      And then Enigma ran away. I could hardly blame her. Although she could eat from leftovers (sometimes spoiled), her litter box was a disgrace.

      Still her going saddened everyone. Nancy and Malcolm both picked up the gloomy trait. Geoffrey's way of dealing with grief (perhaps for my previous self?) moved from holding it together to anger. The Watcher had to intervene again, getting Malcolm to clean the litter box and post an online alert about a missing pet. Enigma returned and found a new litter box, the self-cleaning kind. But she needs brushing, which she probably won't get from anyone. I try to keep her happy by cooing and babbling at her. I'll be able to hug her when I become a toddler.

      Toddlerhood is approaching, but I doubt I'll have any motor skills except the ability to put my foot in my mouth. No one does tummy time with me, so I can't even roll over, let alone sit up. But I did achieve one milestone: I peed on Malcolm when he was changing my diaper.

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    To my amazement, I was a topnotch infant when I became a toddler. And even though I didn't have great balance, I learned to walk on schedule. I have an independent nature (pretty much a necessity if I'm to learn to use the potty).

    I can hug Enigma now. She likes playing with her toy near me. An her new litter box is self-cleaning.

    But the Watcher still has to make Malcolm buy wellness treats for her at the vet. He also pays the bills and has just hired a maid. Nancy is too busy with her midlife crisis to clean and Geoffrey is too upset with angry grief and burnout, plus he's squeamish. They're considering a divorce.

    I'm glad we're getting a maid. Neither the potty chair nor the bathtub is anything I want to get close to.

    Incidentally, while it looks like I'm a messy eater, that's because I'm trying to provide extra food for Enigma. I'm also a light sleeper who hates being carried.

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    What's the most exciting thing that happened recently?

    We have a maid now. His name is Haruto.

    I had a birthday (more about that later).

    And Malcolm died when he tried to cook something on the stove. He also picked up the clumsy trait.

    We had a funeral for him, but it wasn't much of a success. He decided to stay in the house as a ghost, When the Watcher discovered that he could still work on his Soul's Journey and be reborn, she decided to help him.

    So while I was at school, she sent him on a bike trip, as that was something on his bucket list.

    Having a fight with his mother was not on the list, but mending his relationship was, so that counted, too.

    And then Malcolm added a day in Ravenwood. It was Saturday, meaning no school for me, so I tagged along.

    I got to do a few things that I hadn't done while living there. Things like swinging and talking to a crow.

    And I met Olive Specter's little boy Isaiah. She didn't recognize me and neither did Nyon, which was kind of sad.

    Eventually I returned home, but Malcom stayed until his journey was finished. He rejoined us as a teen.

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    As promised, there's more to say about myself. (Yes, I've lost a tooth. I'm a kid. We do that.) I was a music lover in my previous life, and I'm a music lover again. This time I plan to do more with it. 

    For now I'm playing the violin, but I might take up the piano or the guitar or even singing.

    My first aspiration has been to become an artistic prodigy. Besides playing the violin, this requires drawing.

    Writing also helps, as do playing with toys and even reading under the covers. I plan to keep a journal throughout my life, and I will add my bucket list to it when I get older.

    My nursery has acquired more furniture, but I still sleep next to Enigma's cat tree.

    Now that I'm older, I can brush her, feed her, and even give her medicine from the vet.

    I finished my first aspiration with a song on the violin. Note the butterfly on my back -- I chose a shirt with a butterfly on it to indicate that I've been reborn.

    My next aspiration requires that I learn how to ride a bike. Sadly, while I was cycling around, the Grim Reaper came to the house. I thought at first that he might have come for Nancy, but no, it was Enigma's time.

    I challenged him to a game of chess for her, but he refused.

    Good-bye, Enigma!