"You can't just do that! My dad will have a hissy fit if he sees that his precious plant- are you even listening to me!?" It had been only two weeks, and my stupid wish with Death include, had been causing me trouble. "I'm not letting you blame it on my cat!" I glared at the silver haired girl who laid on my bed, sliding a Swiffer in between her ribs. "And don't keep yourself on my bed!" Life sucked so much when you create a Grim Reaper like character, then give it a body but it starts breaking.
"How else am I suppose to keep my bones dust free?" My glare just intensified.
"Why don't you go bother someone? Isn't that what you do?" That crimson eye was so unsettling in real life.
"I can't walk out in about in this world, you know that. Nobody has silver hair or red eyes."
Or wears an eye-patch!... That comment struck at one thing I really wish was different. Why don't we have green or blue hair? I would make it so my hair was naturally crimson all the time, instead of focusing me to dye it. And my boring grayish-blue eyes! They are so common, making one factor that people look at just that more boring.
Sighing, I laid down on my bed, staring at the stars on my ceiling. I could change everything. Change the world to something else.
No, that would be selfish...
But deep down, I was a selfish monster.
And somehow, I'm not sure how, but those selfish desires seemed to be reflected in the desires of my creations. That meaning that it was Death who put the ball into motion (something I wouldn't find out until much later).
When I was sleeping, she took my hand and wrote down my dream of living in a different world. At that time, I was dreaming of being in Bleach, fighting and talking with everyone.
I found out the harsh way.
Waking up in the middle of the night, like I had always done, I got up to use the bathroom. It being conveniently and inconveniently next to my room, I switched on the low light so I could see. It took a moment after using the toilet and moving to wash my hands. Reaching for the tan towel that was sloppy put back where it belonged, I stopped. Blinking, I noticed that something was different in the color of my hand. Being very fair skinned, I thought I was seeing things when my hand sorta looked... bright. That is when I looked in the mirror and saw that I was not me, but an anime me!
What the fu-? I was in that state of half sleep where I thought I was seeing things. But the scratch at the door reminded me of my cat. Opening it up, I saw large eyes peering at me.
At that moment, I thought I was going to faint. It would be the first time in my life that would happen. I returned to my bed robotically and laid there, staring at my stars.
"What a strange turn of events." I heard beside me. Using my phone, I shined it in Death's face. That eye bounced down in it's socket as she looked at me. "You better cover this up before the world notices."
I hate her.
So I wrote down that this was normal and it was the way it always had been. It would only be in the morning that I would realize the full affect of what had been done. Everything was different yet so familiar all at once. I saw my family and friends, yet it felt like I was stuck in a world full of strangers.
The only thing that ran through my head was that I was so selfish. How could I just change the rules of this world for my own selfish gain?
I was a monster.
I'm a terrible person.
My friends didn't think this was different, except my best friend who gave me a questioning, worried glance.
We acted like normal American teens (me, not so normal, but you get the point).
Nothing had changed.
Except, when I went to my homeroom. There was this assembly for our grade. Certain people were being chosen to go on a foreign exchange student escapade.
Don't tell me that I wrote this down in my sleep as well! I cursed to myself as my name was called.
"Each of you will be spread out through out many different cultures and nations. You will have to sign up for at least 3 countries of your choice. Some of you will be lucky and will get your first pick. We can only have a certain number of exchange families in each country, so sign up quickly. You will be living with a family for about a 5 month period-." They talked for about a half an hour more before we could actually sign up. Knowing that in my heart, I wanted Japan, I chose that my first. I wasn't going to fix it so I would get that. I knew that a long time of stress is about to come on.
I just did not understand how I fabricated this, in my sleep!
The next day, they told me that I was selected for the Japan trip.
Well, I hope that something doesn't come around and bite me in the arse.
So, after a few days, I was given the name of the family that I was going to be staying with, along with an email to contact them with.
The Kurosaki family.
The supervisor for the exchange program suggested sending an email to tell them a bit about ourselves.
So there I was, sitting in front of my computer, staring at a blank screen.
Better get this done.
Dear Kurosaki family, Hi! As you know, my name is Sadie and I'm your foreign exchange student from Wisconsin!
I then went on about some of my interest and other minor stuff.
I hope that I bring something over and make this an awesome experience for us all. Sincerely, Sadie
After I sent the email, I felt like it was the stupidest thing I could ever say in my entire life. Although, two days later, I got a reply.
Dear Sadie, We are very excited to have you come stay with us. Attached is a picture of my precious family!
The email went on and felt like someone very energetic wrote it. At the end, it was the father of the family of four that emailed me. He said something about his son, who is the same age as me, was too much of a bum to email me himself. In the picture, there was a dark haired, older male standing his arms around two girls who were around the same height, yet one had light brown hair and the other dark hair like the man. Besides them was a tall boy, with bright orange hair and a scowl on his face. And behind them all was a large picture of a beautiful, smiling woman.
"These people look familiar," I felt like there was a hole in my brain cause I swore I knew who they were.
"They shouldn't, not anymore." Death said from waxing her 'skin'. There was a sneaking suspicious in me that she was hiding something from me. I was paranoid that she was doing things to me in my sleep. "Better prepare us for living in Japan for five months." She said. Turning to her with a frown, I glared as she brushed her long hair.
"Who says you are coming?" Her blank stare was annoying as she smacked me with my brush.
"Fool, how would you explain that I was living in your room to your family?"
"How do I explain that you are living with me at all?" She was silent, but she did have a point. I knew basically no Japanese, although the father had a good handle on English enough to email back. So I took a pen and wrote on my arm that I understood and could speak Japanese. The letters on my arm glowed for a second before I got a killer headache. One of those migraines were it feels like someone is pulling on your eyeball. My throat also hurt so I took some p.m. medicine and went to bed.
It would be a whole month of exchanging emails with the Kurosaki family before I actually got to meet them. The time difference was such a bother since I had started talking to one of the twins, Karin. She was a tomboy such as myself and we talked about things we could do.
When the day came for me to leave, it was a tearful good bye to my family and my cat. My mom and dad bought me a laptop with a webcam so that we could talk. I knew this would be hard on my cause I got homesick rather easily.
I waved good bye as I went through the bag check and waited uncomfortably in the waiting area by myself. I tried to scrunch myself up into the smallest space possible as to not get close to anyone else.
Sudoku book in hand, I boarded the plane.