GAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!
... well that was odd. ~(Owe)~ anyways, this is my first fanfiction. BE OVERJOYED! Any criticism is accepted ~(w)~, however flames and trolls are not. *puts on troll and flame repellent* ~(O^O)~
I do not own Hatsune miku and am in no way associated with the creator of this song, Genjitsutouhi-p / wowaka (if i did, the song would suck, im not good at making songs at the least)
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A girl lays on her back at the bottom of a grassy hill. She lets her long blue-green hair blow over her porcelain face a bit in the breeze, covering her eyes which look out into nowhere.
I didn't do it right this time…
The girl sits up a bit, and reaches into her book bag, taking out a box-cutter knife and slits her wrist with it. Immediately, she winces in pain, and moves her wrist away from her body as not to get any of the crimson liquid on her school uniform. She reaches into her bag again, pulls out a miniature first-aid kit. With her wrist bandaged and disinfected, the girl pulls her sleeve over her wrist and walks off to school as if nothing ever happened.
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so should i continue? well either way I'm continuing the story. *gets shot*
~(O.O)~ I'm alive... how odd...