Beginning

Crimson...Yes I do believe it was crimson. That was the last color I saw, as my world turned into nothingness. It was earlier that week when I finally realized that it was going to die. As weird as that sounds, yes I knew I was going to die, but I was unsure as to how and of course the details were not very clear.

It was late at night, the night that I found out,
when I was walking down the street. I could hear the wind blowing in the trees and lifting the leaves up and running them across the ground. The moon wasn't yet full, but the stars shone bright enough so I could see my way. When I reached the bench I normally sat at, a dark figure was already sitting there. Now most people would've keep walking, but as you can tell I'm not like most people. I sat down on the bench unafraid of what might occur.

After about an hour of sitting here, when the moon was right above me I stood up ready to continue my jounery to the hell hole I call home. When I looked at my hands I found blood dripping down past my figure tips. Surprised!! Yes indeed I was. When I hear a low chuckle of the thing sitting next to me. "You've been marked by my kind!" he chuckled louder "And soon you will belong to me!" Then as he finished talking, he stood up but looked like he was shrinking. By a closer examination his body was decomposing into the ground below him.

Now most people would've run home and started panicking, but as I have told you I'm not a normal person. Instead of running away I casually walked in the direction of hell. As I neared the place I called home you could smell the alcohol in the air. I opened the door to my former home. My mother had beautiful back hair with honey colored eyes, but she was way to skinny. My dad is a different story. He has brown shaggy hair, and dark green eyes, but unlike my mother he was servilely over weight. I started walking upstairs to my room, with blood still dripping down my hands. "Where the hell have you been?" my father bellowed.

I didn't even bother to turn around to face him as I replied in monotone "I was outside walking." His temper was growing since I didn't face him "You WILL get home early tomorrow right AFTER school. You understand?" he growled. I just continued up the stairs to my room. We went through this EVERY TIME I came home, but he didn't even know that I don't even go to school. Yes, I dropped out. Not that I didn't want t finish school, it just bored me to no end.

I entered my room, and proceed into darkness. My walls were painted dark blue, with a huge ying-yang on the wall. Inside the ying-yang were two dragon intertwined. One was red with black eyes and the other was black with red eyes. My floor was wooden, and you could lift up the floor board, like you could something underneath of it . The bed, to me, was the best part of the room. It had a huge comforter with a wolf pack on it and big pillow with a black cat on it. I flopped on my bed and dug my way under the blankets. I lay there trying to sleep but that things voice kept ringing in my ears.

As the week went on I noticed some changes in myself. I was more distance to my friends, expect for one.
Naruto. He was my best friend. Everyone thought we would date but we could never see each other like that. He had blonde hair, and blue eyes. We spent a lot of time together but I never told him what had happened to me in the park days before. He also skipped school as did most of my friends.

The day before I died Naruto and I were walking through the park. It was late but not to late. The sun was just setting making a beautiful sense in front of us. But my mood changed when I saw a raven look directly at me. It's eye burning deep into my soul. I got sad, and my heart beat quicken. Naruto noticing something was wrong tried to talk to me. I had told him that I wasn't feeling well, so he decided to take me home.

When we reach the street I lived on, I turned to Naruto and said "Goodbye!" "Don't make it seem like forever! We'll see each other tomorrow." He replied with a smile. I entered the house and went into the kitchen. "Hello Mom. How was your day?" I questioned.
"Actually better than it had been all week." She replied with a bright smile. "Why do you look so sad Sakura?" she questioned. "No reason." I replied. "Just tired. Good Night" I walked to the stairs to hear my "father" speak to me "You're late AGAIN. I told you STRAIGHT HOME." he yelled. I turned to him glaring at him. This is actually one of the reasons I'm happy about dying. "And I was taking a walk" I replied in monotone to him again. I entered my room and locked my door, so he couldn't enter.
Well I next night came. I bet you can guess what happened! Yep! I died! Instead of walking into the park, I went into the woods and hid in a log cabin.
Hey even I didn't want to die, but you can't escape the inevitable. I sat in the chair hoping it would be quick, but suddenly there came a tapping, as if the thing behind the door was mocking me. As the door swung open I turned to look who was there.

In a black cloak there, I was fairly sure, it was the same thing that was at the park. "Ready to become one of us?" He smirked. "Well I guess I have no choice now do I?" I countered back. He walked up to me. Now I could see that he had pale green eyes, and blood red hair. Short, and a bit messy, but ok for him I guessed. On his forehead was the love kanji sign. He leaned forward, than stopped. "How come you do not fear your own death?" He questioned with an emotionless face. I shrugged "Not sure actually. I guess I just don't care when I die, because death will be a lot better than this life I live."

When he lead back, he stared at me. Not sure of what to think of me. A few minutes passed by with him staring at me. "Aren't you gonna kill me?" I questioned. He smirked. An amused smirked, that he knew something I didn't smirk. "You, Sakura, have already begun to die." I stared at him, not sure what he meant. I cough and felt liquid upon my hand. As I looked down there was blood on my hands. I thought it was from hanging around my friends who smoke but I guessed wrong. I slowly saw my feet begin to decompose into the earth. This was the first time I was actually scared, in my entire life. I touched my face and blood was coming from my eyes, my finger tips, and my mouth. My body burned, as if there was a fire within my body pushing it's way out. I was dieing in the most painful way. When my body finally decomposed and I was completely engulfed by the earth, I opened my eyes to see a whole new world in front of me. My story of life starts here. In The After Life!