"talk"
-thought-
past
What happen? I ask myself. I try to remember but my head hurts. But then I remember something.
"no please don't!" I scream
"I'm sorry but I have to." says a female voice. "But my husband fell in love with you. Why couldn't you just stay lonely and quiet like when we were children?"
I scream due fear of death of a knife.
I look around and see nothing but forest trees. I look to see if I was clothed. And I was. I was wearing the same pink short kimono that I wore when I died. –Is this heaven?- I get up and feel a strange feeling surging throughout my body.
I begin wandering slowly so I would make sure nothing would kill me again.
After what seems like an hour I hear voices. And they were coming closer and closer really fast