every person in andersonville is a reincarnation of the same town 200 years ago. No one moves away. No one moves in. And little towns always have their little myths.
200 years ago the founder of the town, a young girl named Angeline, was worshiped as god's daughter. She had five powerful families of protection within the town. Adam turner, Garreth harrison, Charles Lybeck, James Cawley, and Thomas Vane.1
Only four of the families so far have reincarnated within themselves. It was believed that Charles Lybeck, who's father was a drunk, raped Angeline. Her heart was so broken afterwards that she refused to live any longer and ended her own life. Neither has reincarnated since. But now as the stars align and fates cross again they will return.2
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"It's a girl," Doctor Martine called. She reached down and held up the cheese and blood covered child. The baby was silent. Which was unusual for a newborn. Martine handed the child to, Holly, who was the birthing nurse. Minutes later the woman gasped and cried out. Holly fell to her knees, her short bright blond hair bobbing around her shoulders. 4
"She has returned to us," Holly cried. Fat tears rolled down her chubby cheeks. The young mother, Olivia, a tall twenty year old girl with long brown hair and equally brown eyes turned her red face toward Holly. Doctor Martine raced through the hospital room toward the cleaning table. She picked up the baby girl and checked her neck.5
"It is!" Martine called. "It's Angeline." There on the childs neck was the mark of god. An angel's symbol darker than the rest of her fair skin. Right over her pusle beat. Martine turned to the mother and noted how pale her skin was turning. She set the baby in her arms and went about checking her vitals. The heartbeat was slowing. Her breathing was shallow. Holly stood next to the bed and looked down on them. 6
"You must name her Angeline. As she shoudle be named after her past life," she said to Olivia. Olivia's breath was slower and her eyelids were drooping.7
"No," she croaked. Dr. Martine stepped back and shook her head as more nurses came in.8
"We're losing her," she sighed to them. "I can't do anything!" Olivia didn't even flinch as her hands were turning blue.9
"I don't want that for her. Her name..." Olivia looked down at her child. The child. God's daughter returned to earth. "I want her name to be Kathryn." Olivia's arms drooped and Holly grabbed the child. Her eyes closed and she turned her head to the side.10
