My Fushigi.

A girl lost in time,

Wanting time to go lost.

As you read this page you will have known,

Because the story becomes real,

The moment the first page is turned…

The thoughts of many unknown people run through her mind. This is the first and last time her mother could speak to her. Even though she was crying Mikira stood tall. Her face not showing any emotions, not because she didn't care, but because her mother told her to. 'Mikira, be strong and don't let your fears get the best of you.' After she finished her sentence she fell down, taking her last breath.

[Emotions are hard to control, making place for more worry and pain, but working on things unknown and difficult will make the person stronger.]

As the last leaves of summer leave the trees a small and silenced cry is heard. Telling a small child to stay strong sounds kind of mean, but when you think of it, maybe later in life that child will grow into a beautiful new person that can take more than someone else.

'Lady May, please restrain from climbing trees.' The court was big and full of trees, that bloomed into the pink Sakura trees known from legend. 'Lady May!' The strong and low voice of a man carried by the wind struck the little princess. This is the voice she knew alto well, the person she looked up to and the person known as her father. As fast as she could she climbed out of the tree and ran towards her father. 'Daddy, can I see mother?' As she said that the man closed his eyes. After a few moments he came to her level and placed his hand on her little shoulder. 'I'm sorry May, your mother went to the heavens.' Her long black hair waved together with the trees. As her mind went black she couldn't help but embrace her father. Tears streamed from her big round eyes and she couldn't stay standing. For a while her father held her and spoke sweat words to her, none of it making her feel better. The only thing she could think of now was her mother and how she couldn't say; 'Goodbye..'

[Thinking of the perfect way to say goodbye, is harder when you know it's going to end soon, but just being there in their lives is better than any goodbye given to the once passed away.]

Ever since Mikira's mother died she has been feeling a bit lonely. It may have been twelve years ago, but her mother was the only family she had left.

'Mikira!' A big piece of chalk flew her way hitting her on the head. 'Ouch! What was that for!' She rubbed the place where it hit her and pouted. Again she was dreaming. Sleeping in class sure is bad, but the lectures are boring and the voice of her teacher is slow and in one tone. It's asking for the students to fall asleep. 'You where sleep talking..' Oria the girl next to her whispers to her. Mikira turned a bit red. 'What did I say?' She asked the popular, smart and beautiful student called Oria. Even her name is pretty. 'Who are Neo and Ren?' Mikira turned away, she had that dream again. The dream she had ever since her mother died. Oria looked confused. As Mikira smiled at her to cover it up another chalk piece came flying her way, this time she could dough it.

'What's wrong with you, what if you hit me again.' The teacher looked with a glare and Oria giggled. 'You sure are wired.' Oria smiled. Mikira took that as a compliment and smiled back, thinking about her dream.

[Some say dreams are visions from the past, life lived by other people, maybe even your past lives, that makes dreaming different and special.]

A big place, it looked like a big castle, but different. 'Neo, make sure that all exits are sealed off!' A voice of high pitch scream through the long and small hallway. 'Milord, please follow Ren to the next exit out.' This voice was lower and calmer that the one heard before. 'Please make sure that everything goes according to plan, stay focused!' This voice coming from a man that had the tall figure of a king and the looks of a prince was heard by all the people. This man was the lord of the castle, a man of status. 'Milord, please follow me closely.' A man who looked like a ninja appeared and led the man forward. His voice was calm and relaxed. As they walked more people came and joined them. With a total of nine people they led the man forward. Looking suspiciously at any movement. 'Well, well, well, Dear lord of all people, you sure are scared of me. Taking all the eight Celestial Warriors with you.' The voice was that of a dangerous looking man. A person you can feel the dark energy from.

'Don't worry about you priestess, I've done good things to her, she won't be able to forget me that fast.' With that statement he began to laugh. 'It seems that your Celestial Warriors where useless to be protecting the priestess.' All the man looked angry, but also hurt. Maybe they knew that whatever he did to their priestess they would never be able to get it back. 'Since you can't do anything without her you can just die!' With the words soldiers came rushing and began to fight the Celestial Warriors. There was a big fight in the small corridors of the palace. Everyone took most of it. things where broken and people slashed. Blood smearing the walls and people falling down death. Never there has been a fight this big.

'Dear brother, I knew you were too stupid to be crowned king, please take this as a Farwell and die!' From behind the king a person emerged and the kings eyes widened in shock. Only the sound of a sword slashing open a person was heard, after that everything went silenced. Words died out and the fighting stopped.

[This was always the end of my dream, but this time it went a bit further.]

'Dear lord, please take this as my final wish, make the future me able to foresee what is coming, make her able to understand how miserable her life can be if she makes the wrong choices. Let her be victorious.' The voice of a girl was heard in a dark room far away from the fight. Her clothes torn and her eyes full of tears, yet she was smiling. Happy that whatever will happen her massage came through. And with that she took the knife next to her holding it in front of her neck. 'Goodbye.'

This time my dream was more intense, because I knew that whatever happened to her was so bad she took her own life, but when she did it I couldn't feel her being scared, only her smiling face full of tears. She was proud, even 'till her final breath.

'Mikira, will you do me a favor?' Oria stood in front of Mikira and blinked, folding her hands like she was praying. Her long hair falling her way. 'Sure what can I do?' Agreeing she smiled at Oria who made her speech. 'For history we need to make a special report over a big event back in time, but everyone already made a piece, I need to have something good to stand out. I heard that in the library there is this off-limits area, where special books are hidden. Will you come with me and help me?' This is something she didn't expect from the number one girl in school, well the part of standing out, maybe, but sneaking into an off-limit area. She already agreed and to be honest Mikira herself was interested in that area too. What is there was a special book that had information on something big. She wouldn't mind going and take a look.

'Sure when do we go!' Oria smiled happily and took out a piece of paper. 'Here this is my address, come here tomorrow after school. See you there!' With that she left the room. I guess this class is over already. She smiled thinking of all the new goods she would be able to find. 'Great!'

[As time passed her mind grew wilder. Off-limits has its reasons, sometimes it may seem stupid, but mostly it's for the safety of people.]