An: ya I just wanted you guys who hate kikyo to see how hard its been for her but still you hate her. I can't blame you I had hated her to but my friend Sheeva a.k.a Hamona explained it to me. She's so tragic. If you don't agree what are your reasons? Just please read this.
I looked at Inuyasha. He seemed confused, and lost. His eyes asking me questions that I couldn't answer, that I longed to answer. But I couldn't because I to was searching for those very answers. I turned around leaving him once again leaving him there to sit on the very tree I had sealed him to fifty years, leaving him because I couldn't face him. I couldn't face him knowing he had feelings for that other girl. Couldn't face him because I new that I was of a different world then him, that I was just the walking dead. I no longer had the soft smooth skin I once had for now it was just clay. I no longer had my whole sole, but stolen ones from others. I no longer even had the one I loved for he was stolen from me… I lost you Inuyasha, I lost you. I keep walking never looking back with thoughts swirling around my head.
I died fifty years ago from the hands of the one I took care of, Omigomo. He tricked me to my death disguising himself as Inuyasha, giving me the wounds that ended my life. Making me put a curse on him, on Inuyasha it was his plan. I believed in my last moments of life that the only one I had ever loved had betrayed me, pinning him to a tree, punishing him. Then they brought me back. My life had already been ruined and they decided to torture me with it. That damn demon woman Urasue stole my ashes and the dirt from my grave using some kind of spell to bring me back to this hateful earth. I killed her, I killed her because she brought me back to the place I considered my hell. It had broken me, broken every thing about me. I had let my guard down, I had let myself become weak… and I had finally found happiness. She brought me back so I damned her to hell just as I had been. But now he looks at me different he's not like he used to be. His heart is softer but not because of me. This girl she softened it, she has robbed me of that to. She had my soul. Not even that belongs to me. No it now belongs to her. She loves him to. But does he love her? Does he love me? He promised, he told me he always would, that he thought of me every second of the day. But does he? Does he think about me when he looks at her? Does he remember me when he's with her? When I tried to kill her he couldn't believe it. He had hate in his eyes proving that he had feelings for this girl. But no, no he can't hate me, he said on that very day he'd protect me. I feel something warm trickle down my face. To my surprise it's a tear. I haven't cried in so long, haven't thought about it…every time I see you they come so I stay away Inuyasha. I don't want to be hurt anymore Inuyasha. Can you blame me for hating her? Hating her for she has robbed me of my very soul. My identity…of you. Can you blame me for trying to kill her…can I blame you for not wanting me to? For loving her? I keep walking, never stopping Inuyasha. Thinking of you always to, always remembering how things were, always thinking of how things could have been. Always thinking of you I cry silently never free from this pain wherever I am earth, hell they are the same to me if your not there.
An: well that's it. I hope you see that she's not evil. I would of done the same thing if any of that had happened to me.