I just love getting my inspiration for these stories! This is going to end soon, but I wonder…do you guys want me to continue with her afterlife? Or shall she reincarnate into a whole new person?

I waited in my room. He looked inside and through the bottle at me.

"You disgust me." And walked away.

I looked at the blood starting to drip down my forehead.

Hmm, I examined. He could have done better. I went to the bathroom to clean it up.

As I started washing my hands, green –slime? Garbage? Oh I don't know. But it all started pouring out. I guess that means I'll have to go to the little creek in the woods. I started getting my bag.

"Where do you think you're going?" my dad suddenly shouted.

"J-just to wash my hands. The s-sink doesn't w-work."

"Excuses, excuses. Just like your mother. Why am I cursed with such devils?"

"I'm going to go now, to the creek in the woods."

"Oh I know you're lying! Everyone does. You're going to run away and leave me here. I just know it. Your mother did the same thing, except she took the baby along too."

"Dad, it's just to wash my hands. I'll be back soon."

"Enough with your lies bitch!" he said as he slammed my head against the brick wall.

I touched my head and my eyes widen in horror as I saw blood. I was bleeding. The wall was somewhat covered with my blood. I took one glance at him, and he vanished.

Well, whatever. It should help with tonight's plan anyway. I looked through my closet to find something good wear. I guess I'll wear my white dress. It's the only thing that is clean, even though it was extremely formal. It would go well with my death.

I walked to the creek and saw a little boy about my age, but slightly taller than me. I hid behind the tree waiting for him to pass.

"I can see you, y'know. Not very hard with the white dress in the wind." He seemed to say smoothly.

I sighed. "Hi." I muttered.

"I'm Dakota, and you are?"

"Williow. Odd name. Two syllables. Not interesting. Uncommon. Williow."

He laughed. Why was he laughing?

"Dakato. Three syllables. Can be male or female's. Sometimes when mentioned, thought to be a girl."

I snorted. "I win."

"So why are you here?"

"To wash my hands, and head." I showed him my hands and to my surprise, he didn't seem shocked there was blood. I sat next to him and started washing my hands in the creek.

"Hand sanitizer?"

I looked at him in confusion. "What's that?"

"Wow, you don't know? It's to help germs off. I mean, after all the ketch you got onto your hands."

Oh, so he thought it was ketchup. Typical. "No," I wiped the back of my head which was still bleeding. "It's blood." And I showed him it.

His eyes widened. "What happened?"

"Typical drunk father. Mother left me. Took only the baby. Waited 7 months. No transportation to school. Just go to the library sometimes. Abuse. Father that buys-"

"Okay, okay. I get it now."

There was an awkward moment of silence. He seemed to be enjoying it. I was, for sure. I guess you can call me anti-social. I finished washing my hands and got up.

"You're leaving?"

"Going to commit suicide. Not like anyone would care."

"I would. " he simply stated.

I swear my mouth was going to drop all the way to hell.

"You've known me for what? 15 minutes and you care if I commit suicide?"

"You seem nice. Wouldn't want to rid the world of someone nice, whether their outer appearance is beautiful or not."

Wow that was deep. I considered the whole suicide attempt. I decided to keep my head pouring blood, and see what happens.

I won't cut myself…at least for tonight.

Want me to go on? Like not short story? Or shall she die and reincarnate/go to heaven/hell. These are the things you should be writing in the review(: Maybe…shall I change it to Eclare? In Degrassi? Maybe….that might work. Well tell me your thoughts in the button below. ;D