Sorry I took so long. I'm sick and... and... and that's pretty much all I have to say.
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Ahhhhhhhhh... My nice warm bed. It feels so good to be home. I have to make sure that I don't roll over onto my arm though. It sucks having a broken arm. No, not the room full of presents part, because that is kinda nice. The part where my arm is actually broken. I know that sounds sort of stupid but my arm is constantly itching, and there is no way in hell I could get to it. It's not like i can just take the cast off so I could be able to reach an itch. You know what? I'm going to invent a cast with hinges just for people with broken limbs like me. I am definitely going to be rich on the count of I can't be the only one with itchy arms.
Another problem with a cast. It's so hard to take a bath! I like my bodily health and all, but doesn't personal hygene go along with that? How did the person who invented the cast expect a person to take a shower with a hard object stuck to their body for 3 months. My mom recomended that I just put a plastic bag over my arm, but that's just going to make my arm sweaty, and believe me, it smells enough, now that it doesn't get the privelage of water and soap anymore.
Enough of my griping. I'm just glad i'm home. With my mis-colored room, and stuffed animals, and semi-normal family. And... Mom just walked into the room and says that I have to get ready for school in the morning. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THAT! "Ummmm....... mom?" I asked.
She was halfway out my door when I called her. "Yes honey. I know your thinking about your new uniform for school and all of your books, but I got your books while you were in the hospital and you don't have to wear a uniform." She then broke into one of her isn't-that-great-news grins. Yes she has one of those.
I just groaned. Was that supposed to be a good thing? I didn't go shopping for clothes since I've been here. I told her that and she just said possibly the worst thing a mother could say to her child. "I also bought you some new clothes since you weren't able to." I groaned even louder at the thought of walking into school with clothing bought by my mother. Some bright yellow sweater with Tweety on it saying 'I thought I saw a puddy tat'. I have nothing against Tweety or anything like that, but the kinds of sweaters would buy me would be with matching pants, sneakers, hat, skarf, gloves, hoodie sweater to go over the sweater I would already be wearing, and socks. I know that your thinking that no person alive would buy, let alone wear, something like that but you obviously didn't see me that day in the fifth grade with all the laughing and jeering and.... I shudder at the thought.
"Mom, could we please go to the store really fast before it gets dark?" I don't even like shopping but this was an emergency. My eyes were pleading. *Please, oh please, oh please! No more fluffy yellow bird suit!*
"Fine." and that was all she said.
"Fine? You meant that's it?" Needless to say... I was shocked. I mean. She didn't even ask why I wanted to get new clothes, her buying me some already and all.
"Yeah, sure. But just look in your closet before you go." For some reason she said that with an annoyingly smug grin on her face. I'm scared...
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Okay, so the clothes she bought were nothing like the fifth grade Tweety incident. In fact, they were pretty good. And I know you are all sleeping at your computers because I have been talking about my clothing problems but here is where it gets interesting.
The school is about 2 blocks away from my house, so I was allowed to walk there, and seeing as it was relatively warm outside, was able to wear a short sleeved shirt and kapris... along with my leather jacket of course. I was walking to school when I suddenly felt really cold. Like all of my bodily heat had been sucked out of me. What in the hell is going on? I tried to walk through all of my shivering, when all of a sudden I just stopped. Like a wall was blocking me from moving any further. Luckily there weren't any people on the street since it was reletively early in the morning, or else when my eyes rolled back into my head, they woulda freaked. I fell onto the ground and suddenly saw the street I was on. Not like I was actually there though. I was someone else. I was walking and crying like I was in extreme pain, when suddenly someone came behind me and pushed me into the street. That, I find, would have been bad enough had there not been a truck barreling at me... and if I had not been crushed under one of it's tires. Suddenly my eyes jerked open and I slowly turned my head... and saw a lady that looked about in her early 20's walking slowly down the sidewalk.
What maddness is going on? I had no time to really concider that because as she passed a bush, a man jumped out from behind it and pushed her into the road. It's just like my dream. No. I didn't have a dream. I had a premenicion. I jumped up as, just as I expected, a truck came toward the woman. I dropped my bag and ran like a bat out of hell at the woman, and pushed her out of the way. As we landed on the ground, the man who pushed her tried to run.
"Oh, no you don't." I pushed myself off the ground and ran after him. It's a good thing I was on the track team, because this guy ran sort of fast. I got behind him and brought down my fist on the back of his head. He fell down and I stopped running. I turned back to the woman to see if she was alright but she was gone. "So much for being thankful." I walked back to where I dropped my bag and made my way back to school.
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I was pretty dazed as I walked the rest of the way to school as I walked walked right past Sango. I was only snapped out of it when she waved her hand in front of my face.
"Kagome... Kagome... KAGOME!" Owww, my ears.
"Huh, what?" It was then that I realized that I was at school. "Sango, I have to tell you som-"
Wait. What if she tells the police or something and they want to come and experiment on me or something.
"What were you saying?" she asked.
"It's nothing." It was probably just intuition or something. I would probably never happen again.
Oh, how wrong I was, for as that thought crossed my mind... it got really cold. My eyes rolled back and I fell down. I could feel Sango shaking me and I could hear her screaming my name, but I couldn't move. I just saw that image in front of me and... my eyes snapped open and I bolted upright.
I turned my head and looked at school parking lot. "... Oh. My. God."
I started running. I had to save her.
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Muahahahahahahahahahahaha!
It's a cliffie! I'll try to review faster next time but right now it's time to thank reviewers. Oh, and sorry for the short chapter. I had writers block.
Thank you : Inuchick13, x shadow, Bloodline of the Shadow Dragon, BoOkWoRm145, KogazGal, Deamon Drama Queen, Dark-Anime-Angel3001, and akina kumi-tami for putting me on her favorites list.
I fell special.
*Love Me*
Blackthorn1989
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Ashley
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Disclaimer: You suck... and that's sad.
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Ahhhhhhhhh... My nice warm bed. It feels so good to be home. I have to make sure that I don't roll over onto my arm though. It sucks having a broken arm. No, not the room full of presents part, because that is kinda nice. The part where my arm is actually broken. I know that sounds sort of stupid but my arm is constantly itching, and there is no way in hell I could get to it. It's not like i can just take the cast off so I could be able to reach an itch. You know what? I'm going to invent a cast with hinges just for people with broken limbs like me. I am definitely going to be rich on the count of I can't be the only one with itchy arms.
Another problem with a cast. It's so hard to take a bath! I like my bodily health and all, but doesn't personal hygene go along with that? How did the person who invented the cast expect a person to take a shower with a hard object stuck to their body for 3 months. My mom recomended that I just put a plastic bag over my arm, but that's just going to make my arm sweaty, and believe me, it smells enough, now that it doesn't get the privelage of water and soap anymore.
Enough of my griping. I'm just glad i'm home. With my mis-colored room, and stuffed animals, and semi-normal family. And... Mom just walked into the room and says that I have to get ready for school in the morning. I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THAT! "Ummmm....... mom?" I asked.
She was halfway out my door when I called her. "Yes honey. I know your thinking about your new uniform for school and all of your books, but I got your books while you were in the hospital and you don't have to wear a uniform." She then broke into one of her isn't-that-great-news grins. Yes she has one of those.
I just groaned. Was that supposed to be a good thing? I didn't go shopping for clothes since I've been here. I told her that and she just said possibly the worst thing a mother could say to her child. "I also bought you some new clothes since you weren't able to." I groaned even louder at the thought of walking into school with clothing bought by my mother. Some bright yellow sweater with Tweety on it saying 'I thought I saw a puddy tat'. I have nothing against Tweety or anything like that, but the kinds of sweaters would buy me would be with matching pants, sneakers, hat, skarf, gloves, hoodie sweater to go over the sweater I would already be wearing, and socks. I know that your thinking that no person alive would buy, let alone wear, something like that but you obviously didn't see me that day in the fifth grade with all the laughing and jeering and.... I shudder at the thought.
"Mom, could we please go to the store really fast before it gets dark?" I don't even like shopping but this was an emergency. My eyes were pleading. *Please, oh please, oh please! No more fluffy yellow bird suit!*
"Fine." and that was all she said.
"Fine? You meant that's it?" Needless to say... I was shocked. I mean. She didn't even ask why I wanted to get new clothes, her buying me some already and all.
"Yeah, sure. But just look in your closet before you go." For some reason she said that with an annoyingly smug grin on her face. I'm scared...
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Okay, so the clothes she bought were nothing like the fifth grade Tweety incident. In fact, they were pretty good. And I know you are all sleeping at your computers because I have been talking about my clothing problems but here is where it gets interesting.
The school is about 2 blocks away from my house, so I was allowed to walk there, and seeing as it was relatively warm outside, was able to wear a short sleeved shirt and kapris... along with my leather jacket of course. I was walking to school when I suddenly felt really cold. Like all of my bodily heat had been sucked out of me. What in the hell is going on? I tried to walk through all of my shivering, when all of a sudden I just stopped. Like a wall was blocking me from moving any further. Luckily there weren't any people on the street since it was reletively early in the morning, or else when my eyes rolled back into my head, they woulda freaked. I fell onto the ground and suddenly saw the street I was on. Not like I was actually there though. I was someone else. I was walking and crying like I was in extreme pain, when suddenly someone came behind me and pushed me into the street. That, I find, would have been bad enough had there not been a truck barreling at me... and if I had not been crushed under one of it's tires. Suddenly my eyes jerked open and I slowly turned my head... and saw a lady that looked about in her early 20's walking slowly down the sidewalk.
What maddness is going on? I had no time to really concider that because as she passed a bush, a man jumped out from behind it and pushed her into the road. It's just like my dream. No. I didn't have a dream. I had a premenicion. I jumped up as, just as I expected, a truck came toward the woman. I dropped my bag and ran like a bat out of hell at the woman, and pushed her out of the way. As we landed on the ground, the man who pushed her tried to run.
"Oh, no you don't." I pushed myself off the ground and ran after him. It's a good thing I was on the track team, because this guy ran sort of fast. I got behind him and brought down my fist on the back of his head. He fell down and I stopped running. I turned back to the woman to see if she was alright but she was gone. "So much for being thankful." I walked back to where I dropped my bag and made my way back to school.
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I was pretty dazed as I walked the rest of the way to school as I walked walked right past Sango. I was only snapped out of it when she waved her hand in front of my face.
"Kagome... Kagome... KAGOME!" Owww, my ears.
"Huh, what?" It was then that I realized that I was at school. "Sango, I have to tell you som-"
Wait. What if she tells the police or something and they want to come and experiment on me or something.
"What were you saying?" she asked.
"It's nothing." It was probably just intuition or something. I would probably never happen again.
Oh, how wrong I was, for as that thought crossed my mind... it got really cold. My eyes rolled back and I fell down. I could feel Sango shaking me and I could hear her screaming my name, but I couldn't move. I just saw that image in front of me and... my eyes snapped open and I bolted upright.
I turned my head and looked at school parking lot. "... Oh. My. God."
I started running. I had to save her.
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Muahahahahahahahahahahaha!
It's a cliffie! I'll try to review faster next time but right now it's time to thank reviewers. Oh, and sorry for the short chapter. I had writers block.
Thank you : Inuchick13, x shadow, Bloodline of the Shadow Dragon, BoOkWoRm145, KogazGal, Deamon Drama Queen, Dark-Anime-Angel3001, and akina kumi-tami for putting me on her favorites list.
I fell special.
*Love Me*
Blackthorn1989
aka
Ashley