Lost Chance _ Lost Race

I was born into a unique race of beings known as the Devans and we tend to live for centuries which is a very long time. A Devan a race of being with the ear of an elf, two different coloured of eyes(Green and Purple), a bloodshot lips, a scar like fire burn on the right side of their face and with long teeth possessing strange powers and abilities but are peaceful in nature. I was a hunters daughter, and at a very tendered age, I started hunting with my Dad and doing things I was not expected to do. During my twelve years of living I know I was reliving my life reincarnated in another body, in a different way and in a different family though it's strange to say I know I was first Royalty, the only daughter of our King. Now I'm being born with a total different look from before, the same soul, bearing the knowledge of what will befall my people in the future. During my second lifetime as I would put it, I recognized everybody that I knew before and due to the fact I say things and it happens most of our people worshipped me as God, some termed me a messenger and the others just called me strange. As a child I didn't like what most children like, I was not interested in stories and songs, I loved hunting more. I couldn't make a lot of friends because I was bothered with something which I didn't know what it was and it retarded my communication skills. I always mutter to myself most times and other times I'll hear myself say "I'm forgetting something". I would always say this when the things of my past life flashed through my mind, and truly, I was really forgetting the most important thing, something that is very important for me and for my people. According to stories, my birth was the one people argued about many said I have been reincarnated which I knew immediately I began to speak and understand things but only a few doubted and following the way I behaved, it even made my people more confused.To some I was a God to others a Messenger to the elderlies I was a special child from the future while to a few I was just an over hyped strange Devan kid. At a very tender age, I was acting more matured than most Devan Teens, I had a strong passion for hunting and I really loved to and wanted to join the warriors but since a Female Devan is not allowed to be a warrior, I couldn't join them but I kept on struggling to be among as I'm not a girl that gives up easily. "I know i was reincarnated for a reason, maybe it is to bring healing to my people or maybe for something else but I must find it out" I always say to myself. Most times I would find myself doing things no Devan have tried maybe it's because I'm reincarnated and I've witnessed the life that's coming. My people never knew they had the ability to turn into animals till I did it, I could remember the very day the king was involved in what we called the battle of kings, he suddenly transformed into a Cheetah to the surprise of the whole Devan race so being thought how to do that, I was able to unlock it earlier. Most of my peers were not happy with me as they were jealous that I was recommended special not them I guess it was one of the reasons they didn't want to associate with me. I can remember the very day some of my peers were playing around, I wanted to join them but the oldest amongst them sent me away saying that I will hurt them, her words really pierced my soul. I came back to my parents that day telling them of my encounter, my mom was not happy about it, my dad volunteered to play with me and to be honest, I didn't enjoy the game at all, I kept wishing I was playing with children of my age not my Dad, he kept bringing up boring games that made me feel like sleeping. I knew that a lot of people didn't want me around but it didn't bother me because I know what I'm in for and I won't rest till I figure it out completely and execute it. At a the age of Ten, I started having the urge to be a warrior. Watching the warriors as they go round our village keeping guard really caught my interest. I can still remember the day I made my interest to my dad and he rebuked me telling me it's not acceptable in our kingdom that a female Devan will be a warrior nor engage in any fight whether peaceful or not. I was so disappointed after hearing that but I didn't let what he said kill my passion for it. I kept telling myself that one day I'll be a warrior and a very great one too. Most times when I'll sneak to hunt alone, I'll knowingly face the animal face to face getting it angry and furious to attack me so I'll fight it. It was fun for me, it was the only fun game I play, it made me happy and made me feel like a warrior. Challenging the animals before I hunt them down became the only thing I did for fun growing up. I can still remember the very day my mom saw me fighting a Tiger, she freaked out as she ran and saved me by breathing fire on the poor innocent Tiger roasting it to death. "Oh mom! I had everything under control before you came and spoilt everything" I said as she dragged me by the ear back home. She warned me never to try that ever again else she will stop me from hunting. Despite her warnings, I still went ahead wrestling with the animals behind her back. One fateful evening, I went to join the other kids while they were gathered for the elders to tell them a story. I went there not because I'm interested in the story but because I wanted to make friends, someone I can be playing with so I won't be playing with my dad but it seemed like nobody was noticing my presence as all my attempt were fruitless. Disappointed, I went back to the cave crying that was the first time I cried and my parents seeing me in that condition couldn't help but to also feel sad for me, I was cuddled to sleep by my mom that night and after that evenings encounter, I decided to give up on making friends and focus on doing things that will make me happy. "Not everybody is born is born to make friends I said to my self as a consolation". The next day, I woke up happy and strong to the surprise of my parents. and ever since then I stopped bothering of making friends and focused more on making myself happy. One of the activities I do for fun is picking up dried leaves, or I pick the fresh one and make them dry by breathing hot air on them since they were my best meal and it was more fun when I collect them with my Mom. My mom on the other hand, tried to make my life growing up fun and I really appreciated that, she taught me how to roast an animal without burning them to the extent they are burnt to ashes, she really taught me a lot but it's not all the time that I enjoyed her company because she kept on restraining me from doing most things that are fun in my eyes and harmful in her eyes. Most times when she calls me to go out with her and I have already planned to do something else, I'll just use the excuse of being too tired to escape her. Actually, my life being reincarnated was not as fun as my first life, then every child struggled to be my friend but now I'm the one struggling to make friends, then I was really respected but now it feels like I was just living the opposite of everything which is not fun for me at all.