Welcome once again to Kibou no Hikari. As you can see, it's undergoing major revision.
Dis: i no own. you no sue. simple, ne?
"Girl, I know that you can do better than a 'C'. And why is your room so messy! You cleaned it two weeks ago!" A woman yelled to a 15 year old.
"Well, not everyone is able to ace a Math Final! And you know that I can't stay organized! I swear; I wish my -father- were still around!" She had never known her father. Her mother had always said that he walked out on them before she was born. Megan had never really believed this because whenever she got mad, something useless or stupid would explode. But she had no choice.
"Don't talk back to me, young lady. Now I want you to got to your room and make it spotless. Every one of those stupid posters and Yu Yu Whatever pictures will come down! Not another word about it!" he mother said, ignoring the father comment. Megan death glared at her, Hiei style, and went up to her room.
'I hate my mother, and the little whiny ass she calls a son… Wish they would just fall off the face of the planet… Or better yet, maybe -I- could vanish…' She fumed as she took down all of her posters. She put them into a folder. Kneeling down, she pulled up a loose floorboard and put the folder in, along with her other prized possessions. She walked out of her room, and, after a brief moment, went into her mother's room.
On the nightstand was a black box. Megan opened it. Inside was a small crystal ball, no bigger than a golf ball. It was tinged slightly with gold.
'Let's see what she does when her precious crystal is missing…' she thought as she took the ball and shoved it in her pocket.
She snuck down the stairs and, after checking to make sure her mother was watching TV, went silently out the back door.
As she did, she got that feeling of paranoia, like she was being watched. Even though she wore glasses, she could see in the dark better than most people. She took a path that went from her house through a park to a nearby hotel. Maybe she could room there for the night.
She ran from her house, not so much as looking back. As she ran, everything was blurred. She got that paranoid feeling again, but ignored it. As she ran, she saw a flit of black in the corner of her vision, but kept on going. The black flit-thing followed her. 'Great, just what I need, a thug stalking me.'
She eventually got tired and slowed to a walk. She was walking by an alley when she thought she heard a kitten mewling. Curious, she went to see if anything was there. She looked around a bit, but she didn't find anything. Rolling her eyes, she turned to leave when she felt something trip her. She squeezed her eyes shut, preparing to feel her face getting acquainted with the ground, but she felt nothing.
In the alley, fading echoes were the only clue that there had been a living being there a second before.
There you have it. Please tell me if the revisions are going well.