[ WP ] At the age of 18 , everyone picks an unlikely life event . They will be reborn at 18 every time they die until that event happens . After that , death is permanent .

I thought about my choice for years, but I had never really came up with anything that would work for me. Of course the obvious ideas came to mind like hitting the jackpot, but I wanted to go deeper. I wanted to realize my wildest dreams before I died. I made so many bucket lists and now it does n't even seem to matter because on that day in the chair I forgot everything I ever wrote down. I messed up. 
 
 It was a couple of days before I turned 18 when my friends and I were practicing our skills in the art of soccer. I do n't remember much of that day since I collided heads with my best friend. I do n't even remember the morning of my 18th birthday, but what I do remember is sitting in that cold chair. I remember wage I looked up to the old man in the long white lab coat. When he asked me the biggest question of my life. I do n't even remember answering. It all went black. So I do n't even know when my true time will end. This is my third time around and I still ca n't remember. 
 
 I've asked my closest friends what they think I could've said each time I've come around and this one made the darkness of my memory fade. He told me that it could've been about soccer because that's why I kept fading out. It just hit me. I remembered it all. The cold hard chair and the old man. It all came back so vividly. I told him I wanted to have a first hand experience as a professional soccer player. But, I never really had skills. I just fooled with my around with my friends. So I do n't know why I even said it. But after going through my life over and over again I realized why not give it a shot, I've lived enough lives anyway. So I worked every day from 18th birthday until I reached 27 to finally get my shot. I made it semipro and they were ready to call me up. It was my opportunity to get out of the cycle. And I say on the bench game after game waiting for the coach to put me in. I sat through the rain and the heat to see if I would ever get my chance. 
 
 Coach yelled across to the end of the bench at me. Boyle, you're in, now get your ass out there. Finally I got my shot and I knew once that whistle blew and play began I was free from the cycle. 
 
 I played my heart out. I ran more miles than anyone else out there that day and I even assisted our winning goal. To think I only played around with my friends. 
 
 Now sitting here 95 years later I do n't regret it. I never will. I did n't even remember at first but I reached my oblivious goal. I made it big in a sport I did n't even know I could be good at. Now it's my time to go and I know it is because it happened three times before, but this time there's no coming back. 
 
 Good luck to all the blind dreamers who do n't know their out. 
 
 As my eyes began to shut for the last time they opened right back up to a familiar voice. 
 
 `` The experiment is complete.''
