I can remember like it was yesterday. I still don't know what time it was. But I do know that the wind felt good. It was after dark, and the starry sky was beautiful. At the time, there were probably families enjoying dinner, drunken teenagers stumbling home, couples on dates...

And a girl dying. Slowly, painfully, dying.

But where are my manners? Mother didn't raise an impolite fool, after all.

Hi. I'm Kaylee, and I'm 16 years old. I was murdered on a Friday evening by my ever-so-loving boyfriend, Mason. Hit upon the head with a rock. Not the least painful way to die, if you ask me. After he had hit me hard on the head, he whispered some things like creepy people do, and was on his way. He made it look like I tripped and It was an accident. Spoiler Alert!

I didn't trip.

So I slowly bled out, until I just couldn't go on with living. And that's how I died. The end.

If only I could end it there.

Let me share with you who I am now. Because apparently, I messed up so badly I had to live twice.

My name is now Aria, and I am 15 years old. My ever-so-loving brother, Mason, helps me go through the pain I've endured.

On that same night, Aria had died. She was coming home from a party with her big group of friends when they were hit by a sixteen wheeler.

And I took her place after she had died

Confused? Well. I am Kaylee, just with a form of reincarnation. I have all her memories, and yes, in case you were wondering, some of them are of me.

That's how it works. You die, and if you didn't do your first life right, you get to take someone else's life. Now you're stuck with their memories, their family, and everything else that comes with their life.

And, while getting all their life's requirements, you slowly lose all memories of your old one. Fun, right?

Oh yeah, in case you didn't notice...

Now I'm my murder's sister.