I should really do my other story(s) ._.

Nothing ever comes to mind, I write and then POOF. I can't remember what I want.

Besides... I'm obsessing over Death Note AGAIN. D;

It felt longer when I typed it ,_,

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to run away.

I won't bother looking back.

Gripping the bag on my shoulder I began my plan. Creeping over to the window sill, I slowly opened it. There was a screen on the other side, but a few good smacks knocked it loose. That frightened me a bit. To think my parents were willing to let me sleep in a room where anyone could easily slip in with just a few taps was very scary.

I tossed my bag onto the grass below my window with a soft thud. Hopefully no one would hear it.

I slipped out if the window and placed the screen back into place. Grabbing my bag I walked over to the side walk and began my journey to the tracks. Using the tracks I'll walk to another city, hopefully by then my parents will barely realize I am missing.

With sigh of content I began to imagine I was on the trapeze, holding my hands out to balance myself.

Right left right left.

I made sure my feet wouldn't slide off of the railings of the train tracks so I could continue with my little dream. Being something I'm not is fun. Imagination is the best.

I looked down at my watch to see it was 11:57. Almost midnight.

My eyes wandered over to a shop that I've been into only once. It was very creepy looking, and with it being night it looked frightening. I purchased two books there. A book titled "Death Note-Another Note: The Los Angeles BB Murder Cases" and a supposed Death Note.

I've watched the show and I loved it. Okay, love isn't the best adjective. Maybe obsessed with it until I actually got tired of hearing the word Death Note. But that still didn't stop me from loving it. Something compelled me to buy those books even though I have already read the novel. Maybe owning it was better? Who knows? Certainly not me.

I reached into my bag and took out the novel. Sure, it was too dark to read, but holding it was just as good.

My eyes adjusted to the darkness and I could make out a few words.

I could hear a noise, but I didn't bother to check. Even though this would probably mess with my vision I didn't care, I was really into the book.

There it was again. That noise. I could feel the earth rumble slightly beneath me, but I chose to ignore it. It was probably nothing. I looked down at my watch. 11:59.

The train doesn't come at midnight so I'm safe.

Again, that noise came. The rumbling of the ground beneath me shook harder. Okay. That defiantly sounds like a train.

I turned to see it coming towards me with incredible speed. I could have jumped, but no. I stood there, shaking violently waiting for my death. I could see my life flashing before my eyes as the train neared me.

My life sucked.

Thud.

I was tossed like a rag doll to the store that would forever cause a tingle to run down my now broken spine. My watch had been knocks off my wrist and rolled over to the side of my face so I could see the time.

12:00

I felt my eyelids grow heavier as I stared at the sign of the store. Dreams, They Can Come True. What a weird name choice for a creepy store.

My vision became blurry and my body ached. I could feel wet liquid around my face and I assumed it was blood. I breathed heavy and ragged breaths, my chest hurt. My ribs were probably broken. I coughed causing more pain to arise in my chest.

Hurts. Hurts so much.

Slowly my eyes closed. The time still shining brightly against my watch.

12:00.

Midnight.

R&R