In a blink of an eye, i am back to where it all began. The night of me attaining 18 years of age. I always thought I had it all planned out. The fancy dreams and illusions of how I would spend my entire life with the man of my dreams.

Huggggghhhhh.......the loud groans comes out of my dissatisfied look. I was really stupid to think of this now waking up in my reborn state.

No man deserves my heart, no man deserves my love. I am the captain of my boat. I muttered to myself.

I must be crazy to have always dreamed of been like Cinderella in a cruel world like this...jeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzz......I need to take my bath.

Getting up from the bed I went to take a quick shower to calm down my nerves and think of how I would start afresh the old life I had come back to.

Drip......drip........the cold water from the shower engulfs my body. I do not feel ashamed of my past deeds in my past life. I feel the whole drama of how it all began play in my subconscious memory.

I laugh with so much pride of my achievements and cry out loud....." Ariana you are an addict"......an addict of love, trust and companionship. I dreaded loneliness in my past life but this new life that maybe the Gods decided to give to me I would make absolute good use of it especially in loving myself.

Outside of my apartment, the weather was dark filled with heavy clouds pouring down rain like it was weeping on my behalf.

Coming out of the shower, I look at the room filled with blood stains and broken bottles. I smile at myself as I assemble the broken pieces on the floor. The blood.....yes the blood is no more than my own. This is where I inflicted on myself various cuts in order to erase the pain I had gone through from loving and not been loved in return.

I walk stalk ***** to the broken chair and table, sitting on it and holding the chair with my hands carefully in order not to loose balance. Carefully taking out my diary, I open a blank page and began to write names.........Damon....yes....Jude.....ohhh.....Thomas.....Daniel...arrrrghhhhh.....with so much anger and great pain I hold my head to withstand myself from going maniac. I laugh at the new me and smile at the names on the paper. I write more till I am filled with satisfaction. These are the architects of my death....., the predators of my ruined life. Now it's time to pay back with no sentiments or conscience attached.

I stand from the chair picking up a broken piece of glass gathered by me, looking at the reflection of my face. My face looks different from my real face. I smile at my new found look with gratitude in my heart that the Gods were in support of my plan. They knew I had suffered greatly and so gave me a new look. I don't care if it's another body with a whole new mystery to discover I only care of my revenge.

Its still dark outside,....the trumbling sound of thunders can be heard within. I drop the piece of glass where it was been taken. i go to the blood stained bed and wrap the white bedsheet off. I lay ***** on the bed with nothing on. I think of how I would start to make my new moves. I hear a knock outside of my apartment. I wonder who is at the door at this hour, sitting up i immediately scramble among the blood stained clothes to find any decent one to put on. I finally see my lingerie and put it on. Yes it still has the smell of blood on it but it is still decent enough to be worn.

I open the door with caution not knowing who should be outside at this time. I look around and see no one but a parcel of box laid on the floor for me. I look around to confirm if I could see someone, I only see a shadow of someone leaving quickly.

I shout with the whole strength in me to stop the unknown person from going far yet there is no response.

I wanted to go after but I was afraid of what I might discover.

I quickly take the box in and shut the door quickly with so much strength. I look at the parcel and on it was written..." Welcome to your new world and remember you are walking on ice". I shudder seeing those words.

Who had known of my rebirth......

what mysteries am I yet to discover of this new body and myself....

Numerous thoughts go through my mind and I drop the box on the table scared of opening it.

Sitting on the bed I still look at the box before me. Summing up courage I take the box from the table and open it.

I see a pizza and a note which reads take care and enjoy your new life. I think to myself which words should I follow.

the walking on ice or the enjoyment of life.

Picking up the pizza to my mouth I take a bite and more bites till it's all gone.