See you in the next world! (Part 1)

I roll over again. Those dumb dogs! They just won't ever shut up! And that stupid wind! It scares the hell out of me, when it brushes the trees like that. I think of the story I read, about the girl in the white dress, who walks between the trees in the woods and lures people out of their houses, so she can devour them. I shiver.

Slowly, I lift up my blanket and slip out of bed. The wood panels are freezing and my feet are bare. Goosebumps appear all over my body. I flinch and creep over to the window.

I take a sneak peak between the curtains, but there is no pale girl between any trees. Just a cold, wet street with a scary lantern giving a yellowish light. And the wind howling ever so loudly. A few hundred meters away, large shadows are swaying upon the pavement. It looks so disturbing, because it's pitch black and I can't see the trees that belong to the shadows.

Besides of the wind howling and a few cars passing now and again, everything is deadly silent. Deadly…I feel like throwing up. I really shouldn't have watched "The Walking Dead" so close to going to bed.

I creep over to the door and into the hallway. As I'm walking to the bathroom door, I pass the painting I did for my Mum's birthday when I was only 10. I stop for a minute and look at the blond girl with the nice curly black hair and the big blue eyes. She has such an amazing smile. And right next to her…the good, but confused-looking guy with the bandana…Ryoga. I smile to myself. I used to watch that show all the time when I was younger. Nowadays I don't quite have the time, but it's still my favourite show in the world and the first Anime I ever really watched.

In the bathroom, I comb my hair and wash my face. I don't know why, it's 2:25 am, so there is no way I could get up already. I do this sometimes though. Freshen up in the middle of the night, when I can't sleep. It's like my personal midnight snack...just without eating. I decide not to put make-up on, but I do up my hair and look at the result.

I hate my hair, it's a sort of muddy brownish blond. And it gets greasy so quickly, I need to wash it every day. And my eyes are a very light green, mixed with a little yellow. They are the most unfabulous, boring eyes I've ever known. Usually everyone's eyes have a CERTAIN charm to them, but mine don't stand out at all, they're just simple and dull.

I wear a B Cup Bra and I'm not necessarily curvy, like my sister. My skin is a pale colour, but at least I don't get spots. And I like my legs, they are quite long. But they're very bony, because I'm quite thin. The kind of thin that really isn't attractive any more.

I sigh and close my eyes. I wish I wasn't here. I just feel so lost, so ghostly. It feels like I'm not even a person anymore, just a shadow that wanders the earth trying to find a reason to stay.

I feel it getting a bit cold. The window must be open. I open my eyes, but the bathroom is gone. I am in a street. A street with high wall on both sides. A street with a few lanterns giving light to a few spots on the pavement. A street under a bare sky with hardly any clouds.

Oh Lord. It's Furinkan. I can't believe this. I am in Furinkan, Japan, where Ranma and Akane live. I shudder as a fresh breeze blows past me. I look down. I am still in my pyjamas! Oh God, Oh God, Oh God! How did I get here? Why does everything look like I am in an Anime? Why are my boobs suddenly so enormous?

I look around, but everything is silent. Everyone is asleep. I suddenly realize how lonely and scary the silence and the darkness are. I start running, though I have no idea where.

I pass a few houses, but none of which I recognize. I try to replay the episodes of Ranma ½ in my head and get some orientation, but they only showed certain parts of the city and you never really see how exactly people get from one point to another in a series, because that's obviously not what you are supposed to be focusing on.

I look above. The stars look absolutely beautiful, but I daren't stop and stare at them, I've watched too many horror movies to do so. The girls always run away way too late and then turn around, trip over a root and get cut open by the killer.

I tread in a puddle, but I just keep running. Suddenly I hear loud, quick footsteps behind me. I turn around, but there is no one to be seen. All of a sudden I trip over a small, soft thing on the ground. I lie there, paralyzed, terrified something is going to grab me from behind at any second.

Then I hear a squeak. Slowly, I turn my head and my heart stops.