Name: Kyoukan Ketsueki (assassin blood)
Age: 15
Height: 5'9"
Weight: 132 lbs
Birthday: July 23, 1995
Looks: dark brown hair stopping below her butt with natural auburn highlights, green eyes, pale skin, hour glass figure, black t-shirt, black hoodie, black hip huger jeans, black Air walks with a white skull on them
Personality: dark, quiet, sarcastic, tomboy, smart, loyal to friends, nice, random, shy creative, low self esteem, lazy,protective of friends, can be a bitch when she wants to
Likes: reading, drawing, rain, being in nature, sleeping, the night, death, listening to music, anime, videogames
Dislikes: school, dances/parties, idiots, preps, happy people, pale pink, skirts/dresses, her family, homework
Favorite Food: Amish Friendship Bread, Pomegranates
Least Favorite Food: Broccoli, Chef Boyardee
Family: Mom, Grandma, Aunt
Currently Living With: Grandma
Past: She is an only child who was adopted. Her step mom married her step dad when she was five. When she was six her dad started beating her and she started getting bullied at school. Her parents got a divorce causing her dad's beatings to stop when she was ten. She has never had a friend so she has been alone all of her life. Everyone pretty much hates her and always avoids her like the plague unless they are going to bully her.
Life...in short it's hell...well mine is anyways. My entire life I've been completely alone. You probably expect that I still have my family but your wrong. They don't understand me and they don't even try to. I have no friends...in fact I've never had a friend in my whole fifteen years of life. I don't complain about it though, just put on a fake smile and pretend to be someone else to my family. Around everyone else I'm completely emotionless. In my opinion I'm just another boring girl in the long, boring, hellish thing we call life.
Currently I'm at school writing...well this. I have first period English, my assignment is to write my next three years of high school in this book. I decided I would write this out as a story instead of something stupid, like a diary or journal. I will never get why people feel as if they need to write personal things down. I mean if someone finds it they can use it as blackmail against you.
The only personal thing I'm putting in here is this, I wish I could be in a different world...a fantasy world. I know it sounds childish...but I can't help it. It would be so much more interesting than this with the random monster attacks, constant everyday shift between chaos and peace, hero against villain, a random house getting demol-, "Kyokan! What is the definition of a noun?" my English teacher asked when I was in the middle of writing.
"A noun is a person, place, or thing." I said stopping my writing.
"Good. You were paying attention. The assignment your working on is an out of class assignment. So work on it outside of class. Is that understood Kyokan?" my teacher asked looking sternly at me.
"I understand." I said right as the bell rung. Packing up my things I silently left for my second period class, Low Impact P.E..
I silently went to my gym locker, which was away from everyone else, and got dressed down. In P.E. only one thing happens, people trip me up. Unless it's dodge ball. Then they all aim for me throwing as hard as they can. Today happens to be dodge ball day. Woo I have to do almost inhumanly things to escape balls of death. Doesn't that sound fun?
After hell ball I went to my third period class, Advanced Art. This is the only class where I'm at peace. Reason being I love art. When I graduate from high school I plan on going to art school so I can be an artist. Thankfully no one bothers me is this class. Except for the occasional trip of course.
I then have first lunch. Normally I'm hiding in my fourth period class, Algebra 1. My most hated school subject. I personally hope it dies and burns in hell. Sadly as we know, it will never happen. My reason for coming in here during lunch is I'm safe.
Lunch left as quick as it started along with my safety. Fourth period came along with the torture. Besides the numbers that caused me confusion, I got spitballs, paper wads, kicks from under the desk and jabbed in the back by sharp pencils.
After what seemed like an eternity my fifth period History class started. I was able to ignore everyone in the class because we were, in my opinion, learning about something interesting. The thing we were learning about was the Greek Gods. My favorite God though would have to be Hades. In my opinion he's pleasantly dark. I don't believe or worship him though. I don't believe in any deity though, I find it a load of bull shit.
Finally sixth period. I love my science class because it signifies the end of the hell hole called school. In this class I completely ignore others and do my work. Unless they punch me...then I get distracted fending them off. The time to go home came at last. The ride on my bus only takes a half hour so it didn't take long.
When I got home I went strait to my room. It's not that I'm grounded, I just hate my grandma and wish to be as far away as possible from her. As you can probably already tell I wrote down my day, so now I'm going to stop writing.
I sighed putting down my pencil. 'There I'm all done for today' I thought lying on my bed. I got up and walked over to my computer. Going on Youtube and looking up the Hercules episodes from Disney. I was about to watch the first episode when the power went out. 'God damn it right when I was about to watch it! Oh great! Now my computer is glowing!...Wait my computers glowing?' I thought looking at my glowing computer screen.
Reaching out I touched the screen. Instead of touching the screen my hand went through it. I tried pulling my hand out, but instead it felt as if something was pulling me in. 'What the fuck is going on?' I thought while trying to get my hand free. I kept trying to pull my hand out but instead my entire body got sucked into my computer! Before I got sucked in I felt myself grab something. I was about to see what it was when there was a blinding white light before everything turned black.