It was my birthday; most people would be happy and celebrating, eating cake and opening presents... with family and friends.
I don't have any friends, I was hated for being a ginger, so I hated my hair, a lot. I was casually walking home after buying a lemon iced tea hoping I could get some work done. I crossed the road, walked down the daily alley way and someone pushed me against the wall. Clattle! My plastic bag with my iced tea fell to the ground as I was pinned. A man wearing a black hoodie pointed a sharp dagger against my neck as he smiled coldly, overwhelming me with fear. "I hate gingers. I hate them with a burning passion!" the man yelled, I softly agreed and admitted I also dislike my hair, however, I felt a cold sharp knife through the centre of my chest. The pain was unbearable but the last thing I felt before ascending to heaven was the warm blood pooling around my body.
"Welcome my child" he said softly as I saw an attractive angel standing in front of me. "Oh, uh hi um... Where am I?" I stuttered. "You're in heaven, my dear. And oh, you died on your birthday."
"WHAT" I screamed so loud earth could hear me. I grabbed his collar and shook him "I can't die yet, I-I-I-I...c-could... Is it possible to live again?" The angel pushed me away with his warm wings " My child, please don't touch me like that. But yes, I was going to ask you if you wanted to live again."
My eyes shined with mischief "So I can be reborn as anything?" I asked politely. "Yes, my child, would yo-" I cut off him and asked loudly "Could i be reborn into the villainess in the taming game i love? Oh, and could you grant me powers or stronger and-" I stopped and I see the concerned face of the angel as he sighed, he clicked his fingers and I woke up in a small comfy bed. I'm actually the villainess now? This means there will be animals to tame and the heroine to fight! But I don't think I can fight as a newborn..
I slept calmly all day until my beautiful mother walked in carrying a baby bottle "Ah, no matter how I see you you're just the cutest little baby ever." she picked me up gently and fed me warm milk, it felt weird drinking from this, but my mother was definitely the beautiful women I've ever seen. Her black silky hair cascading down on her shoulders, and her ocean blue eyes just would make any person fall for her, not to mention her chest was definitely a sight, I've never seen something so big. Every day was the same, sleep ,drink milk, sleep drink milk over and over.