[ WP ] When you die , you are reincarnated with no memory of your past life . It is , however , possible to view the list of people you have been in past lives . You find out you were someone unspeakably horrible .

My twenty-first birthday was yesterday.My `` test'' results come back today. Which means everyone will be able to see what i had done in my previous lives.Good or bad, famous or infamous or just average joes. My previous lives, like everyone else's, will be available to anyone at the click of a search button. Most of my friends will be waiting impatiently to get a look at my possibly sordid past. Maybe they fear that I will have been someone great, giving me endless bragging rights. 
 
 I stare at my screen waiting for the information to pop up. I want nothing more than to go to the bathroom and heave my guts up but there is no way i can tear my eyes away from the screen with just a couple of minutes to go. 
 
 Finally the monitor flashes that the results are in. I let out a huge sigh and click the show results button on my touch screen. At first, the list looks ok and i feel relief slowly washing over me. Almost all of the names look innoucous, as i had studied infamous names for months to make sure I would recognize any truly awful people. It was looking good, until i reach the name Cecil Ward. When I see his name and it finally registers in my brain i am unable to control my stomach and vomit all over the living room floor. Panic begins to set in. I frantically search my mind to try and figure out what to do next. Sucide was suddenly very appealing to me. Unfortunately, with today's technology I know that no matter what i would be reborn again and would have to again experience this terrible shame. Nowadays there was no way to escape one's past. 
 
 Cecil Ward is not a particularly famous or infamous name, at least not to most people. To my mother and her family it is the name of a monster. Twenty one years ago, Cecil raped and killed 4 women. My mother should have been number five.She survived the attack, althought not without a consequence: me. Now, I find out that I am not only the reincarnation of the man who raped and tried to kill my mother but I am also my own father. As far as I know this is the first time something like this has happened. It's like a bad joke. Best case scenario I would be a laughingstock. More likely though i would be treated like the freak that i was. 
 
 I make my way to the living room window, tears streaming down my face. I opened it and climbed onto the ledge. I make a silent prayer not to be reincarnated before I jump.
