Hi everyone! My name is nightmarephantombride…or at least my penname is. This is my first fanfic! Yay! It is a little…ummm…depressing I guess, so just be warned. But it is a great story! Oh, and I have already written some of the chapters, so if I update a lot at first, but not much later, its because I'm still working on chapters, 'kay? Hope you all enjoy!
Disclaimer: Yeah, I don't own Corpse Bride, and I don't plan to for a while now. Do I really have to say this?
Chapter 1: Painful deaths
Many people believe that dying is the end. I was one of those people at one time. I believed that when I died, my life would be over…in a manner of speaking, and that everything I knew would be gone. I was right, but even though life stops, time itself goes on forever, even in a different way. When I experienced dying, I experienced something beyond imagining. What I have seen, and done, would change the minds of many individuals. Dying isn't the end, it's only the beginning.
It all began on that fateful day, the day that shattered everything. Some call it the 'miss-shot incident', but I call it 'the day that changed my life forever'. Long, I know, and sort of unimaginative. Heh, but can you blame me? It really was the day that changed my life forever, the day I died. It was a pretty normal day, I was riding to school, talking with my friends, listening to my favorite CD, which just happens to be the 'Corpse Bride' soundtrack, and over all just dreaming of something better. I'm always thinking of the beyond since I saw 'Corpse Bride', and my perspective of death had changed a lot! I'm not really afraid of it any more, like I used to be. I guess I'm just wishing that death is like what it is in 'Corpse Bride', you know…you're dead, but you're really still living in a whole other way! It would be really awesome, but anyways, my friends and I had just got to school, and we were walking down the main hallway when we heard this big commotion up ahead. These two guys were fighting, and one had a gun! I had heard about these kinds of incidents at other schools, and how innocent people had been shot. I really hoped that no one would get hurt…but unfortunately, that wouldn't happen. The guy with the gun was yelling at the other guy, something about bullying him all the time and how he was fed up with it. Suddenly, this teacher comes out of a nearby classroom, and the guy with the gun was so nervous, that he accidentally pulled the trigger…twice! And guess who just happened to be in the way of the bullets. Yep, it was me.
It all happened so fast that I barely remember it. I just remember felling a swift, hard pressure in my shoulder and my chest, and it was such a hard force that I fell back on the ground. I remember the pain coming about that time as I lay there on the ground. It was white hot, and I knew in that instant that there was no hope for me. My friends started crowding around me screaming for me to get up. Everything was sliding in and out of focus. I heard a teacher shout for someone to call an ambulance, and then tell me to hang on. I tried to summon enough strength to say my last words.
"Te-tell…my…parents…and sister…that…I love…the-them…" I choked out, and then everything went black.
Ok…sad chapter. I know it's kinda short, but I am new at this. All I ask for is for you to read and review please. That'll make me happy. Oh, but no flames! I hate flames…and flamers. Please R&R!
