It's been a couple of days since my identity crisis, thought I've since calmed down, it's still quite disorienting to have two sets of memories.

  I still don't know where the memories came from. My first thought was that I was in a coma and I just managed to hallucinate 22 years of living with family and admittedly, no friends, though that brought to question the credibility of the knowledge I brought here from those years, and that this possibility is also based on some of those information, brings this possibility to question.

  The other possibility was that, I am currently hallucinating and my 22 years were the real ones, but after a couple of days I put that thought aside as well. There is nothing to tell me this world isn't real, and doubting the reality of the world around you, just seems like an easy way to give yourself schizophrenia by placebo.

  I don't remember who said it but it was said that when you eliminate all other possibilities then the remaining one, how ever illogical must be the correct choice. I'm not sure if I've really exhausted all other options, but I'm pretty sure this is a reincarnation situation, which brings me to other existential issues. I mean, if reincarnation is real then souls are real, and most texts mentioning souls in human literature also mentions gods, or God along with some description of the afterlife, does that mean they are real as well? or is it just a lucky coincidence, or even a truth mixed with lies situation? After all if someone was right about one thing it doesn't mean they are right about everything else.

  On the other hand it might also be, that an alien just plucked my memories out of my brain and then, came back in time to stuff them into a poor girls head. But aside from this being considerably more messed up, it's not that different from the reincarnation option, so that's the one I'm going with.

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  Back to reincarnation, how would that even work? Like, did I die but I just don't remember it? What about after death, does every one get reincarnated? With their memories? Or was I just a fluke? If everyone gets their memories then shouldn't reincarnation be more well known? Unless everyone gets reincarnated into separate worlds, I checked the history and geography books in Mrs. Gray's reading room, and even though there are no major differences, there are minor ones, which makes me believe, I'm currently in a parallel universe or time line. But that would get out of hand fast. If you think about it if ever earth had eight billion humans meaning for every universe there hard to be eight billion other universes, not only that, eight billion is just the number of people currently alive, if we want to count the ones who will ever die it would be orders of magnitude higher.

  So maybe, just my original earth gets this privilege, or I am a fluke, or a god or something did this, which again is not that different from my alien theory.

  " Hahhhh" I sigh looking out my window at some of the other children playing in the back yard, and think back to some of my past memories.

  When I think about anything concerning my past, especially my early childhood memories, they seem to blend into each other, making it difficult to tell wether they are from this life or the other. My two lives can't be said to be similar from an external standpoint because, I am an orphan in this one, while in the other I had my whole family, complete with aunts and uncles and cousins from both my mother and father's sides. From a personal point though? I had little contact with my extended family, especially in my early years when we lived in another town due to my father's work, and my father himself was rarely home, either at work or out with his buddies. So I was primarily raised by my mother, meaning the primary difference in my early memories was the face of the woman taking care of me and her occasional helpers.