Born Again Krabs/i Had An Accident Novels & Stories

Maybe this was my second chance, some divine gift that allowed me to see my parents again, to speak with them one last time before moving on. But then, ehy is Sabrina here? She wasn’t supposed to be in the afterlife, was she? Sabrina was alive—she was there the whole time, wasn't she? This doesn't seem like the afterlife. And if all that just happened wasn’t a dream, then there could only be one explanation. I was reborn. I was back, four years ago, on the day of my 18th birthday. The day I first shifted. Three days before my parents’ death.

“You think that was the first?” “You’re one to talk,” said Curtis, frowning. “I don’t claim to understand it. All I can tell you is that when I climbed out of the car, I felt no pain. Nothing, from any of my injuries in the crash—no pain at all. Not even my knees, which I’ve been bitching about since the war.” “What’s, uh, keeping you here?” asked the Golem. “I know Roo brought me back using some of his voodoo stuff. But he’s dead. I mean dead-dead. No one brought you back.”

Now, the blood has been washed away and it was so glaring. I was reborn as Alyssa Arnold. "What!" I yelled, forgetting I was in the car. The remaining words stuck in my throat when I saw Tristan's warning gaze. How is this possible? Why am I reborn as Alyssa Arnold? And, how come Alyssa Arnold was going through a lot? The Alyssa Arnold everyone knows was a happy woman in a happy marriage.

It was just another call, random, and didn’t sound like anything significant… Female. Car accident. Attacked… We prepared the trauma center as if it had been any other solo accident. I’d been waiting for the ambulance and was ready for action. Everything was calm, and there were even some jokes shared while we waited. Then the ambulance rolled in and--- At first, I thought it was a huge joke. That the person they rolled out was Cracker. Beaten, bloody, and unconscious. It HAD to be a prank! My blood had turned cold, and I froze on the spot. The world tilted on its axis, and for a second, everything went black.

I'd forgotten to call her to give her the news of Sabrina's recovery, when I went home. “Hello, my angel. How are you?” Grandma's voice wafted into my ears. “I'm fine, ma. How are you?” “Sweetheart, I'm managing,” Grandma replied. “Thanks for asking.” “I just wanted to inform you that Sabrina has regained consciousness,” I said, and the elderly woman gasped. “When did that happen? Oh, I'm so glad to hear that.” She shrieked. “Yesterday,” I replied. “She had to have an emergency surgery but thankfully, she's doing fine now.”

When my eyes landed on his hunched figure, it made my blood boil—I wanted to strangle him right then and there. "Don't you dare do anything on my behalf. I didn't steal the money, and I'm not the one who should pay it back!" In my previous life, his self-righteous decision to pay the money for me was what sealed my fate, making me the scapegoat. I wasn't about to repeat history this time! He sighed, looking at me helplessly. "Kaelyn, it's just us here. There's no need to lie. Just admit it—you misused the surgery money. I'll cover the cost, but you can't do this again. It's wrong."

The truck driver jumps out of his car, horrified, and calls for emergency services. In no time, firefighters and paramedics rush to the scene of the accident but their effort doesn’t do much for Caleb and his father because Caleb already slipped into comma, and Ryan Wellington is already succumbing to his injuries, his life slipping away amidst the wreckage. *Flashback ends* Caleb shakes his head, looking horrified as he snaps out of reliving his birthday that metamorphosed into one of the most traumatic days of his life.

"I've said it before—our family has nothing to do with you. That was true then, and it's even more true now. Oh, and the moving service cost a hundred bucks. Make sure you pay me back." Her glare could've melted steel. I could feel the pure hatred radiating off her. This was the moment in my past life when everything spiraled. When I refused to let Drick move in, he'd snapped, stabbing me repeatedly with a knife. I didn't survive long enough for the ambulance to arrive. But this time, the script was mine. When Drick grabbed the knife on the table and lunged at me, I sidestepped. The blade sliced into Wanda's arm instead.

I inquired curiously. Elijah squeezed my hand, nodding. “Yes, it was. I still remember that. And you know why? Because you and I started a cake fight that day, and all the kids caught on. And nobody got to taste your cake!” That made us both laugh. "Really? Wow!" I said, amazed. It was still surreal to think that I was Sabrina, Elijah's long-lost childhood best friend. It felt like a cosmic joke, the way fate had played its hand. We had been so close, separated once as children, then brought together again to be married and parted once more, only to be reunited now. The twists and turns of our journey seemed almost unbelievable.

-She is pregnant -Lost memories of the event that happened before her accident. -May not remember some persons and some events. -Its like starting life afresh. Diana rapped herself on her head. "I got it, got it already. It's a new beginning for me". Something seemed a little familiar and weird. A ray of white light flashed by in her head, and suddenly a fragment came back to her. In her previous lifetime, she seemed to be barren and was always shamed, but by who? - she couldn't tell. But that's by the way, she was barren but now she was pregnant. She suddenly recalled what the doctor said "Triplets?" Joy overwhelmed her greatly. She was pregnant with triplets, it was the best news she could