Ghost Of Hiroshima

(Stephen King owns Carrie, not me. But she needs love, and I'm gonna give it to her. This is dedicated to Brainstormandthethinker for their advice in a comment.)

Prologue

(Amineko's P.O.V.)

How long had it been...more than 20 years since I died? I wasn't very sure anymore. It wasn't important anyway; thinking about it wouldn't brink me back to life. I was 23 years old when the bomb struck Hiroshima, right at the end of World War II. To this day, I've never known why it happened, or why innocent people had to die in such a manner. I still remember what had happened that morning...


Dear Amineko,

I am very disappointed. I am disappointed in you for not being able to live up to your duties as a woman, and I am disappointed in myself for wasting my time with a barren woman. Because of this, I am ending our relationship. I'm sorry, but I wanted a son, something that you obviously can't provide me with. So you are of no use to me.

Katsumi

I reread the letter from my ex-fiancee over and over again, my eyes wide in disbelief. Not long ago, I sent him a letter that I was barren, unable to start a family with him. Since he was in the war, it was a few days before I got a reply from him. I was worried of his reaction, and the reaction was very bad. Now, my lover had fallen out of love with me. I had been sitting at the table for breakfast when my older brother Akio came in with the mail. After I read Katsumi's letter a number of times, Akio came behind me and put his hand on my shoulder in a loving fashion.

"I'm sorry, Amineko-chan," he told me.

I stared up at Akio with teary eyes.

"I...I was afraid he'd leave..." I whispered. My hand touched my belly, a habit I had recently developed. "I'm disappointed in myself, too."

"Don't be disappointed," said Akio. "It's not your fault. Something just went wrong somehow. Katsumi doesn't know what a good woman he's just given up."

"Who would want a barren woman, Akio-san? I'm no woman if I can't have children. All I wanted was to start a family with Katsumi, but I can't."

"You can always adopt, Amineko-chan. And besides, not all men care about bearing children. You could marry, adopt a child, and still have the family you wanted."

"I suppose..." I muttered. I stood up, pulling my mahogany kimono tighter against my small body. "We're out of milk. I'm going to the store."

I caught a glimpse of Akio's face; he was sad, for me, no doubt. But what happened happened. There was nothing I could do about Katsumi. I stepped outside, slipping my sandals on that rested by the door.

"I'll be back in a few minutes, Akio-san," I promised. Oh...how wrong I was...

My trip to the store would've been just a simple 5-minute walk. I could've back at home in no time. But no...not today...There was suddenly a bright flash, catching my attention. I turned my head, seeing a great explosion in the sky. But...it was silent, in a really eerie way. It was then I started feeling the heat, growing hotter and hotter against my skin. Terrified, I ran for cover, but as the heat of the explosion grew, I fell to the ground as my skin literally started to melt. I cried in pain, but soon, it was all over.

Well...not all over...


I was in Maine, the next part of my many travels around the world. I wasn't ready to move on yet. Something was holding me back...but...I wasn't sure what. I lied in a tree near a school, staring up at the clouds blankly.

"Help..." a soft voice suddenly whispered. I jumped, surprised. My gaze shifted all around, but I saw no one. "Help...please...someone..." the voice moaned again.

"Who's there?" I called out.

"Can you please help me?" asked the voice, which I now discovered was in my head."They're throwing bloody tampons at me."

Lucky, since English was a language I picked up on my travels, I could understand most of the voice was saying.

"Where are you?" I thought in reply.

"The showers..." said the voice. "You can hear the laughter."

So, I levitated from the tree, and listened for the laughter. Surely, someone was genuinely looking for my help. I had no idea how they managed to contact me, but I assumed it was apart of the phantom powers I gained. Suddenly, I heard it. Quickly, I made my way to the noise. It came from the school I was resting by, from a window. I peeked in, and gasped when I saw a girl backed into a corner, almost in tears, while a crowd of other girls assaulted her with bloody pads and tampons. I was disgusted at such behavior. This must's been what I was called for.

I zoomed high into the sky, until I was satisfied with the height I had gone up. Then, I allowed myself to fall back down, speeding faster and faster towards the window. IT was then I heard the loud sound of shattering glass. The laughter stopped dead.