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This is the story of a girl who was forgotten. A girl who played a key role in world history but was blotted out from it. All she did was find a Notebook and the rest is gone.............The girl who was completely forgotten cries alone.

I do not own death note or *Kara Myes.

*Kara Myes is a character created by me but I swear she has a personality of her own

Kara Myes was a girl history never mentions. This is because if history mentioned her people would become scared. Though Kara Myes never did anything more then find a notebook but her name is blotted out from history forever.

The sad thing is Kara Myes is not the only person history has blotted out. There have been many blotted out forever. Only to become a reminder of once was, but never now.

The story of her dates back to the year 1901 the year of the so called influenza epidemic. But in truth the disease was not really spared like it had been said to.

The real reason it had spread was because of Kara Myes.

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The date was October 18th 1901 and a young girl around the age of 13 wandered the cold streets of Chicago.

She had no family no living relatives of anything. She had wished more then anything to die. It would be better like that right? As she stepped through the snow her bare feet began to shiver. She was freezing; all her clothes were rags from the trash. No one wanted her around.

All Kara had lived for had burned away, David, Sarah, Mother and Father; they where all gone. Burnt to death. But why had Kara survived? Why did she not burn to death like the rest of them why had she been spared? Why.

Now all she wanted was to die, to join them. Though Kara had never believed in a religion she had believe in a G-d. She did not believe in Heaven of Hell but she also did not believe that after you died you were gone.

Could you blame her for her misery?

Her foot hit something smooth in the snow. She knelled down and picked it up. It was a black notebook. The kind only rich people could afford. Kara had felt something when she picked up the notebook. It was some kind of power. A feeling that she could have done anything.

Kara had always thought she saw monsters and ghosts. People said she was a witch. Was that why her house had been burned down, to kill her? But if so, why had she lived. Why had everyone else died? She was in the fire too, and she had made no mean to escape. But she came out unharmed.

Was it her or has something really held on to her during the fire? Something with hands as cold as ice.

But when she saw the monster that appeared after she had picked up the notebook she did not have any fear. The monster looked almost human. Except for its green hair and arms which moved awkwardly. Her face was long and slender but held no feeling. She looked like she held no soul she was pale and her skin was almost see-through. She wore a long black cloak with silver straps for sleeves.

Kara had never seen something like it and felt amazed by the design of it all.

"Are you an angle?" she asked. Was she here to take her?

The amazing being shook her head. Then she spoke. Her voice sounded like a bell was pinging in the background. It was almost musical.

"No, I am not an angle but the opposite. I am a being of death. "

"So you're going to take me away?" Kara asked hopefully. If only she could join them.

" No, I am here about the book you are holding."

I stared at her eyes but they held no gaze. If she had not been used to seeing monsters Kara would have been scared.

"Why? Isn't this just a ordinary notebook?" She had become confused with the situation.

"No, the notebook you are holding is a book of death. It has been called by many names including the book of the dead and the death lists."

"Notebook of death?" Kara asked the creature.

"Have you ever wanted revenge? The urge to destroy? Or maybe to kill?" The creature was now in front of Kara. "You see them don't you? You see the spirits and monsters." The creature chirped. Her voice sounding like music.

She nodded. Kara was no becoming a bit amazed by the situation. The creature knew she saw them.

"And do you like seeing them? Do you like that you do not have their power and that they fell pity on you for being the only one who can see them and yet never be able to be like them?"

"I don't understand." Kara whispered. What was the creature trying to say? That she could never fit in?

"I can give you the power to be like them, to kill like them, to see like them. I can give you a new perspective of earth." She made it sound so beautiful. But being able to see and communicate with monsters, Kara knew that there was always a price for things. Especially if they where from nonhumans.

"What do you want in return for this new life?" Kara had asked carefully. She knew that beings of the dead where not from her world. The monsters had told her stories of them. Of how they could kill you just by seeing you're face.

"Only a bit of you're life." Kara knew that you were never supposed to give away you're life to the beings of death. They fed of the life of the dead. So if she gave her part of her life the creature would only grow more powerful and she would not live as long as she would have.

She stated at me and continued to speak.

"I can give you a new life. A life where you and the monsters would be equal. A life where you could kill like them, see like them. You would be like them. It would be as if you belonged." Kara wanted to belong somewhere. And she knew that the monsters could not be with her all the time because she was human. Human, that word made Kara feel sick. Humans are just week beings not capable to compare to the monsters. If only she was like them.

But was it really worth trading part of her life just so she could be like them.

"How would I be able to kill like them? I do not have the power to steal souls or to dissolve their spirits." Kara asked.

"All of what you said is true. But I will make a bond with you, I will stay with you and give you the ability to see like them. I will also enable you to kill by writing names down in the notebook you are holding."

"So I see," Kara looked at the creature and then back at the notebook. She thought it through for a moment. "And I need to give you a part of my life to be able to see like a monster and kill with the notebook. Am I Right?"

"Yes." the creature said. The sun reflected of the snow and at her body. Kara could not see through her. She was empty inside. No bones or blood. Just empty.

She knew that she should never make a promise or deal to a being of the dead for you would lose a part of you're life. And though Kara knew she was not going to live forever, it was still a question. When the time came to die, would she really want to go? What if she began enjoying living? But even if she did not make the deal and lived the way she was now when it would be time to die would her life had been for nothing?

This made Kara angry. Why had she been born a human! Why not a monster or demon? Why had she been given the life that gave her such pain. How could the one who created her force her in to situation. Why had whatever created mankind let her just die with everyone else. Why did she get to live. Why?

It just wasn't fair. Sarah was only a year old at the time Kara was 11. So then why did Sarah die. She did not even get to fulfill life like she should have been able to. How could some one let a baby die?

Kara could not go on like this. It caused her to much pain. Being human was to dangerous and painful. She had to make the trade. But then she would have to pay the price.

To this day Kara would feel like she caused her familys death. Beacuse the people called her a witch. They tried to kill her but killied her family instead.

And though she knew she would most likely regret it later she made the trade for the eyes and the notebook

So what do you think

Shinigami can make things seem different then they appear.

Kara did not need to make the eye deal to use the death note but the shinigami lied and told her she had to.

Poor Kara Myes.