Hello everyone! I have decided to start a new story! It's sad so far. :'(. I hope you like it! Midnight-girl32
Chapter one
Birthday
'I'm just a kid. And life is a nightmare' that quote from Simple Plan's song I'm Just a Kid is my life.
All my life I have been living on the streets alone. Well I shouldn't say all my life. I did have a family, before I ran away on May 24, 2003 at 8:30 PM, my tenth birthday, two years ago today. I ran away from my mom, grandpa, and my younger brother, Sota. No! I only ran away from my mother; she was the one treating me like I was a stray dog in the pound. She abused me!
By the way my name is Kagome, my last name is not important.
I sighed as I looked over the lake that I was seated cross-legged by to the sun set. The sky was a purple-blue-pink colour. The lake, where I caught the trout for supper earlier today, was clam. I uncrossed my legs, slowly stood up and walked over to the cabin that I was staying the night in. The cabin had three rooms, a bedroom, a dinning room/ kitchen, and a bathroom with running hot water. YES! I haven't had a good shower in a long time.
I have one huge back pack that I keep all my cloths, towels, food, a small blanket and a travel pillow. I also have a belt-like pack that I have my sanitary stuff. I looked though my bags that was in the bedroom to find my towel, night-cloths, shampoo, and soap. I took my stuff into the bathroom, started the shower and undressed.
I was clean after the water ran cold. I got out, wrapped the towel around me turned off the water, got dressed in a blue-green tang top and leggings, and went to grab my brush from my bag. I walked back into the still foggy bathroom, wiped off the mirror, and begin brushing my shoulder length, raven black hair.
I stopped, looked at my dark brown eyes, and sighed. Even though I keep telling myself I'm not lonely my eyes still show it. But, today the most on my birthday. "Happy birthday to me!" I sang to myself and started to brush my hair again. "Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday dear Kagome! Happy birthday to me!" I sighed then begin singing new song:
"I woke up it was seven. I waited 'til eleven, Just to figure out that, no one would call. I think I got a lot of friends, But I don't hear from them, what's another night all alone, When your spending every day on own. And here it goes. I'm just a kid, and life is a nightmare. I'm just a kid; I know that it's not fair. Nobody cares 'cuz I'm alone, and the world is having more fun than me, Tonight. And maybe when, the night is dead, I'll crawl into my bed. Staring at these four walls again. I'll try to think about the last time I had a good time." I keep singing as I put down the brush and opened the small window in the bathroom to let the steam out. "Everyone's got somewhere to go. And they're gonna leave me, here on my own. And here it goes. I'm just a kid, And life is a nightmare. I'm just a kid; I know that it's not fair. Nobody cares 'cuz I'm alone, and the world is having more fun than me, Tonight. What the hell is wrong, with me? Don't fit in with anybody. How did this happen to me? Wide awake I'm bored and can't fall asleep. And every night is the worst night ever. I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare. I'm just a kid I know it's not fair. Nobody cares 'cuz I'm alone, and the world is. Nobody wants to be alone in the world. I'm just a kid and life is a nightmare. I'm just a kid I know that it's not fair. Nobody cares 'cuz I'm alone and the world is. Nobody wants to be alone in the world. Nobody cares 'cuz I'm alone, and the world is, having more fun than me. Tonight I'm all alone. Tonight nobody cares. Tonight, 'cuz just I'm a kid tonight" when I was done singing I was done brushing my hair. I have got that song stuck in my head so I won't forget it.
I walked into the kitchen, warmed up the stove, and cooked the fish. As I waited for it to cook I hung up my towel near the stove in a place where it wont burst into flames, got my notebook that I use for a journal, and my pen, and sat on the chair in the at the table in the kitchen. I just stole this notebook today from a donation box for the needy; well I guess you could say I'm needy. I did a little sketching before I ran away from home. I was the best in my class; that was the only thing I could be proud of.
Sorry cliff hanger. Okay. Read and review please. Okay. Love yea all! Bye-bye!
