xxxxKag's POVxxxxx

We arived at my home and I was surpirsed to not see my mother and brother standing in the doorway waiting for me. Then it hit me. I was alone. I was alone and I had no family to greet me when I came home from a brocken arm or a suicide atempt. no one was there to hush me down or talk with me. I wouldn't ever have a happy arival. How could I have forgotten?

I could see the badly torn house and all the fixing up it neded right before me eyes. It's no wonder why the children have called me a welfare child and have acused me of such horrible things. My house looks like a crack shack than some place a normal person could live in.

I said the word again, normal,normal.......normal. Oh how it echoes threw my mind. That one very small word that I will never be.Never ever be. I just used the word in my case and associated it with myself. How could I have done that? That, I just hurt myself by saying that.It wasn't much reasurance.

The hospital really messed the crap out of me.

The smelly old man in front of me shifted slightly and I realized I had moved closer to him, un awearingly, to him and he was starting to get off the bike. I moved and got off the bike and started to walk up to my house. Slowly. Each step took forever. I was walking the pace of a sloth. Inching my way up the concreate path. I couldn't comprehend how I had for all those years lived in such a run down house and it was still standing. I knew I had really bad tantrums of anger and pain but i demolished the inside not the outside and this was so much more worse than anything.

The windows were cracked the blinds falling apart. The door was shattering and falling apart of the hinges. The paint job of the house was decaying and all the vines were climbing up the house and actually starting to climb IN to it.

I tripped and my gaze fell to the pavement. Grass and weeds everywhere covering the path, making you trip,;reaching out for you.

Sango was instantly at my side but I refused her atempts to help me up. I would do this myself. I wouldn't pry my gaze from the house....not till I reached the door.

I stood up again. Grasping my abdomine in pain I started to walk up the steps of my house....ugh. so vial that sounds. My house. My house.....My house.....It's true this is my house! This piece of shit is my house.

I couldn't bare anymore....How could I be such a discrase. How could I have not cared. How could I have not cared!!

I tumbled to my knees, felt the pavement again. Felt the skin pealing away from me. the foot steps inching towards me. all time was lost. All sound wasn't heard. My world was falling apart. I could see it in front of me. I had done so much in this house that I couldn't bare to live here anymore but I had come here to live again. I wasn't going to. My life wasn't going to fall apart infront of me ever again! I flipped over to see Sango and Miroku standing over my. Inuyasha was sitting beside me and Sango was starting to fall down to the ground like he had done.

This was over before it begun.

I stipped off my shoes and socks and felt hot tears stinging my eyes. I am not going to let this happen to me. I wouldn't let it.

Everything is such a blur now and I can only hear my many steps in the puddles of water as the rain starts to create them. I must get away to a new place, a new home i can call MY house. Not some beat up old shit. Running, I'll find it, I'll ignore everything, especially those motorcycles coming closer to me!

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