She lay on the ground, eyes closed, chest still. Her skin a pale, deathly hue, her long raven black hair spread like a halo around her heart shaped face. Her eyes, normally happy and full of like, were dull and lifeless. Lips normally a dark red, now a pale pink, her mouth was slightly parted as if she was about to take a breath of air. She wore beautiful white dress, with a slit to her thigh that reached the tips of her black toenails. A pair of black heels adorned her feet. A quickly growing red stain was right over her heart. She had a gun hooked to her left index finger and she held a light blue notebook with the initials, H.H. embedded with sapphires in her right hand. The notebook began with…
Hello Dear Reader,
If you are reading this, then I am dead. I want everyone to know my story and this is the only way. When you are finished reading then I would like this notebook to be given to Shino Aburame. My name is Hinata Hyuuga and this is my story…..
Hey!! What do you think? Should I continue or abandon? Read and Review!