Part I - Tears of sorrow

It's been, exactly, a year since I last saw him. For months I've been thinking of going back, at least for a while. But somehow I'm afraid of going back. I didn't know what it was. Who knows? Maybe the fear of seeing him might excite me too much that I might do something really stupid. Anyways, if I decide to go back now, he would what ask, "Why do you come back now??" Yep, that's what he would say...unless he changed.

I wonder if he did change. I wonder if he got nicer or something. Well, all I know is...I truly miss him.

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It's pretty late. I could hardly find my way home because of this darkness.

My mom would wonder why I came home late. She's probably worrying about me by now. Although, I'm kind of surprised that she didn't call my cell. She usually does whenever I go out. But hopefully she wouldn't yell at me once I get home.

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Kagome put the key inside the keyhole, hoping that once she comes in, her brother would greet her right away. But it didn't happen. The house was oddly quiet. It wasn't normally like this. Usually, the TV would be on or her gramps would be outside, cleaning, despite the darkness. But none of that was checked off her list. She didn't let it bother her.

As she stepped into the living room, she sat on the sofa, trying to relax from the long day. She closed her eyes and sighed. She then opened her eyes and wondered why no one noticed she was home.

Kagome got up from her seat and looked in the dinning room. Nothing. It seems like no one was home. Although, she heard something. Something that really freaked her out. If no one was home, then whose footsteps did she just hear?

"Mom?" she asked. No response. Her heart was pounding so loud that she could nearly hear it. She was a few steps away from the kitchen, the place where she was sure she heard the footsteps. As she sat a foot inside the kitchen, her eyes went wide. She gasped at the horrifying sight. And at the top of her lungs, she screamed.

On the floor laid the dead bodies of her mother, brother, and her grandfather. She ran to them as tears fell to the floor. "No! No! This is all a dream! God, tell me this is a dream!" she screamed. They were completely dead. No pulse, no heartbeat, no signs of life. Kagome opened her reddish eyes and looked around. On the walls, there were handprints of blood, probably coming from her little brother's hands. At the sight, she sobbed even louder.

Kagome held their corpse in her arms, sobbing a little more. When she opened her eyes again, she saw a shadow. A shadow, maybe, of a male. She swung her head behind her, but no one was there. And once she turned her head back to the bodies of her family, the shadow still appeared before her eyes. Her heart beat faster than before. But then, the shadow showed signs of movement. Once again, she swung her head to see who it was. She screamed.

And there he was. The killer who slaughtered the only family she knew. Kagome gasped for air. It felt like she couldn't even breathe anymore. She got up on her two feet and ran. And all the killer did was turn his head. He didn't run for her. Instead he walked.

Kagome knew she was next. Without hesitation she ran out the door.

It appeared there was a change of the weather. It was raining so hard that Kagome was drench with water, mixed with blood.

She didn't look back. Kagome ran as fast as she can. She didn't even know where she was going. Without looking both ways of the street, she ran across the block. And in an instant, Kagome was aware of the bright light that flashed at her. But it was too late. She was hit by a car. 

To be continued...