I've been trapped here for a while now, the heat now is a comforting heat that calms me when I feel the need to start panicking unnecessarily. Here it is not completely dark either, I can distinguish a faded red that changes from dark to light from time to time.

Soft sounds in the background make their way to me and sound like I'm in some kind of kennel. the sounds are so faint that I sometimes think I'm imagining them, until I felt a pain somewhere lower, I tried to stretch and shake it, I didn't shake it until I hit something soft and flexible but undeniably alive. if i am honest, at first i was a little scared trying to recognize what was going on.

The touch seemed to trigger awareness through my body. Did I notice that my foot had touched a soft and flexible wall? I'm still a little confused, but it seemed to provoke a reaction everywhere. Everything around me changed violently but quickly settled and the barking outside became louder and more excited.

This excited me a bit as I moved forward with what I believed to be my hand until it touched the wall again. Another round of excited barking was triggered by my movement.

I became nervous and excited with this knowledge, knowing that I had a body and could feel sensations with it. that i was no longer alone, that i had some kind of interaction that was previously absent. I touched the wall again several times before feeling somewhat exhausted and overwhelmed and decided to drift for a while again.

It went on like this for a while, when I felt too uncomfortable with the stillness I could reach or kick to make sure it really was there. Not long ago it had hit the wall and something fell back. First, I was very surprised, and a second later, I was a little upset.

I'm not entirely sure why, but it made me feel extremely uncomfortable, so I decided to stop making contact with that strange wall for a while.

The drift was nice in its own way, except when things started to seriously fade and I came back to consciousness again. It is scary but extremely difficult to avoid as there is not much else to do but drift and I decided not to make contact for a while.

I think this worried whatever excited the animals, because after a while (it didn't seem that long actually) the worry started to mix with some distant muffled moans. I could feel them pressing against the soft wall, but I didn't react to it. I just get tired more than anything else. I guess it was a type of punishment that I know was insignificant but, hey, I literally have nothing else to do.

I continued like this for a while and the raids became more urgent and distressed. I felt pretty bad at this point and was about to reach out when suddenly I felt an invading force. It was like a creeping blanket sliding towards me.

Needless to say, i was incredibly surprised. What the bloody hell is that? I quickly moved away, but only managed to push and kick against the wall. I heard something let out a sound of surprise. Then a few laughs from another series of barks that sounded deeper. Seriously, do you think this is a joke? It seems they want to have some kind of reaction, what assholes. Something pressed against the wall and I angrily pushed back.

I started hearing a bunch of excited dogs bark. Then they vanished in a kind of conversation again.

Assholes

Then it happened. everything around me squeezed and pushed me, it was painful and terrifying. I tried to squirm but I barely had any successful motor skills in this body, how the hell was I supposed to escape something that converged on me from all angles.

It seemed to be pushing in a general direction and let me tell you, it was not pleasant in the least.

No, not a bit.

And then it was all too bright, it was all so cold and then I sucked in a breath and let out the loudest scream I could. everything was painful to the touch and too sensitive. I let out another scream before something started to ...

Lick me? Jesus where am I ?!

Let me tell you.

I was terrified.

Even whatever was testing me like a paddle, it felt too hard on me. everything was unpleasant. Nothing made sense and there was no opening my eyes and something felt strange in my butt. My eyes ached along with my whole body and I couldn't help but want to sob, but the tiredness won and I passed out.

When I opened my eyes the next time, I realized that I was out of all the things that could have happened to me ... I reincarnated. Inside. Of. a. dog.

Seriously?

Are you talking seriously?

I could almost imagine the holy lady death in the back of my mind laughing hysterically at me. However, there was no denying the blurry giants around me or the fact that I was so small and unable to move.

A strong foreign comfort was given to me when my mother wrapped her body around me. It was almost a constant in addition to the time I needed to sleep. one thing that bothered me was how comforting and sweet it was to me. I have never been treated with so much care and love in my life, I know I cried more than once simply because her fur was so warm and I could feel the happiness pouring out of her.

I felt ironically like a hungry dog that was suddenly brought to a feast.

I didn't know how to use my new appendages, so I just dragged myself desperately on my little front paws and wanted to force myself to always be buried in what was now my new mother. I think she was very pleased with my need for her and easily complied with my possessiveness.

The important thing about having a new life is that at the beginning you will never be prepared for the freedom that the world offers you to create a completely new identity.

Most people don't realize that to become someone new you must have a certain image in your mind that you strive for. I had no goal to strive for right now other than the fact that I just wanted to erase everything about my past. As fun as it sounds, I decided to hug my baby as some would say.

I allowed myself to entertain the idea of what I could do with the abilities of my new puppy self.

As soon as my paws were developed enough to lift me off the ground I would make so many pranks at people, I was laughing so wickedly in my head for a moment at the very thought.

I don't think I have talked much about my new father.

Now that I think about it, right now, I can't say much more than the fact that he is giant, very warm and affectionate with me. He hugs me as much as he can when he enters the closet where I sleep next to my mother in a suitcase, which is more frequent than I expected from birth.

my blody dog eyes haven't developed enough yet to see things clearly. Still too weak to actually do anything besides occasionally opening my eyes, creeping blindly to the limits of the suitcase, feeding myself, and maybe shitting once in a while. I stayed there immersed in the possibilities of the future and, to my great surprise, I felt ridiculously happy and dizzy. I never took myself as an optimist or a happy person and this new emotion was just heavenly.

I don't understand how it could have left me feeling so depressed in my last life. well i guess i had a good reason but i'm upset about how much i had missed back then.

The injustice of life can definitely be a bitter pill to swallow unless it's me. I swallowed that pill when I was too young to speak the first time. Without forgetting that lesson, I felt the need to enjoy life as much as possible this time, not to hold back and do everything possible to be honest with myself and with those around me.

Knowing that I have a whole blank blackboard before me produced a strange emotion.

How would you describe it?

joy

(prologe)