Chapter 1
Reincarnation, like many things in life it is something you either do or don’t believe in, but no matter what you believe there is no doubt in my mine it does actually happen. Ten out of one thousand people have the ability to remember every life they have lived, almost every tiny detail up until the day of their death. The last day is for some reason wiped from the memory.
July 18 1100. Jackson Kingsley.
The first breath of air was surprisingly cold and the light was blinding but the one thing I really remember was being hungry. The first few seconds of life are things most people tend to forget when growing up. Very few people have the ability to remember every detail of their life and with that sort of ability some unlucky few die insane. By the age of fifteen I had memorised half of every written text available. My mother was twenty six years old of her passing leaving me in the care of my uncle Eli Fisher. My father was barely one year older then my mother and he too had passed moths before my arrival. Life during this time was not easy unless you had knowledge and money, I was lucky enough to possess one of the said traits. After leaving uncle Eli at fifteen years I began to watch people pit pockets and side walk scammers, after a week I had earned enough to rent a small one bedroom house. It was cosy enough but I wanted more. By eighteen
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