Summary: A young girl witnesses a horrible event and it haunts her dreams for ten years. She chooses to forget and begins to lose herself in the process. Will something help her or someone bring her back to life before it's too late? Or will her past take over her? This is a Inu/Kag fic.

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I lived it over again

The dark alley had an eerie silence as the cold wind dared to enter it's pitch black entrance. Still then, the wind blew it's way to the dead end and raced it's way back to the mouth where I was standing. It blew harshly at me that I was blown a couple of steps back. It was well past midnight and only someone not in their right mind would go in there. I…I didn't. I didn't even know how I got there. I stood before it, stared into nothingness, feet glued to the ground, goose bumps making their way down my arms, and a sudden chill coursing up and down my spine. My eyes grew wide as my name was recited maliciously, echoing from the end to me. As it finally reached me, it sounded deadly. It was a hoarse whisper with a menacing laugh hidden within. I shivered and didn't dare move, whatever it was, it was calling out to me, it wanted me to follow it, to enter the dark alley. Then all of a sudden, I was gliding into the tunnel. I couldn't stop myself. The darkness surrounded me and as I looked back, the darkness swallowed the little light that lit up the street. I was forced to look in front of me. My eyes were wide open but it felt like I had them closed. They couldn't get adjusted to the dark.

"Kaaaaaggggggooommee." It slithered out in a venomous whisper. I shut my eyes and they snapped open as I was greeted with flashbacks, memories that haunted me when I started to forget.

The sound of a gunshot. My mother's blood shrilling screams. With each passing moment, it gets louder and becomes real that I see it all happen again.

I fall on my knees, hands covering my ears and my eyes tightly shut. I snap my eyes open again as it comes clearer.

My father on the floor, not moving, being shot repeatedly. I looked at the other side of the room and I see my mother frightened. Never have I seen her like how she was. She was a strong woman and yet she cowered before the intruder. She begged for her life and the stranger laughed. I turned away, not being able to see what happens next, I look at her again. She was shot in the head. Her lifeless body fell graciously and slowly as time stopped.

"NOOOO!! NOOO! MOMMY." I ran out from the secret door hidden by the coat closet to my mother. "No. Mommy? Mom?" Then the angle from it all changes. I'm in a white room with a window and I see it happen again and the 6 year old child runs out of the door. I hear the little girl scream. "NOOOO!!!" "Someone help them. HELP." No one could hear me for the room was soundproof. I started to bang on the window. "NOOOO!!" Not one sound escape my mouth. "NOOOO."

"NOOOO. NOOOO."

"Kagome. KAGOME!!" I awoke as my friend shook me violently. Her blood shot eyes pierced at me, filled with worry and tears.
I looked at my hands and noticed they were trembling fiercely. I was soaked with cold sweat and my body was shaking. I started to sob and my friend hugged me.
"It's okay Kagome. I'm here. You're safe. You're not alone."

"I watched it happen again. I saw me run to the corpses on the dining room floor. I saw it from a different point of view this time. Sango, it's still haunting me, after ten years it's still fresh in my mind."

"It's okay. Kagome, I'm here. Don't cry."

"I won't. I won't cry anymore. I won't think about it anymore. I won't remember anymore. I won't remember my past. I will only pay attention to now and the future. The past is buried. I swear to you Sango, I will not remember."

"Kagome don't. Don't bottle up your feelings. Don't block out happy memories." Tears ran down her face as she put a strand of hair behind my ear.
"I need to forget. I can't remember anymore. I can't bare to see my mother's lifeless eyes staring into mine. Don't make me, please Sango, don't make me." I cried hysterically and looked pleadingly, desperately at her.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." She hugged my crying form and cried as well. I will forget, I will have no past.

3 years later

Sango sat in the tile checkered diner, sitting in the bar, in front of an old waitress. The old woman looked about 60 and had a patch on her left eye. She handed a cup of coffee to the young girl.
"I don't know what to do anymore. She's just there. She doesn't react normally. She's starting to scare me." Sango said as she slowly sipped her coffee.
"We must give her time. We must be patient. The child has been through a lot at such a young age. No one deserves to witness such a scene." The old woman sighed.
"But she's dying. She's dying inside. Time is not on her side. She doesn't need time, she needs a miracle. Something to bring her back from the phase she's in. Kaede, I'm worried." She bit her lip, trying to keep it from trembling.
"Sango, I know my niece and I think she's getting better." She smiled slightly. Sango touched the old woman's hand and slowly shook her head.
"No Kaede, no she's not. I would love to think that but I'd be wasting away believing it. If anything, she's getting worse. I haven't seen her bright, cheerful smile in 3 years. It started to fade as time passed. Her eyes glowed like the sun, but now the light has dimmed ridiculously. By the time we know it, it'll be gone. Time is not helping her heal, it's making her disappear. She's killing herself Kaede." Her voice went from stable to shaky then to a whisper. A tear ran down the old woman's cheek.
"Yeah well, I have to get back to work. Have a nice day Sango." Her voice slightly broke and she cleared her throat then disappeared into the kitchen. Sango, not being able to hold the tears in any longer, kept her head down as she passed the costumers and went into the ladies room. She looked to see if anyone was around then went into a bathroom stall and locked it.

"DAMN YOU!!!." She screamed with rage as she kicked and punched the walls with all her strength. She slid down to the ground, hugged her knees and sobbed uncontrollably.
Life wasn't fair and it never will be.

I got into it as I wrote it but as I read it, I didn't feel anything. Did you? I need to know. Please review and tell me if you felt what the characters felt. Thank you. R&R