While walking the long halls of high school, I passed by a girl I had not even met. I knew instantly that I had a deep feeling of dislike towards her. She was pretty, standing there laughing with some friends. There was no reason to feel that way. I never really met her. She seemed like a nice person. My next thought went against my Catholic upbringing… I must have had a bad experience with her in a past life, and therefore immediately brushed off the bad feelings against her. I continued walking to class.