Chapter 1
The sun was setting behind her as she made her way back home from the park, her book bag over one shoulder. She often did her homework in the park. It was the only place she could really get some peace and quite. Yes, her bedroom was quite but it felt too confined, she couldn't really relax.
A few cars passed by but for the most part everyone was already home for the day.
Matsushita Sakura was her name. She lived in a traditional Japanese home in a less modernized side of the city. Her family had lived there for generations. Sakura walked up the steps to her front porch, walked through the main entrance, and left her book bag and shoes next to the door.
"Mama! I'm home!" she shouted. Sakura made her way to the living room, then to the kitchen, and through out the rest of the house. She couldn't find anyone. Shrugging it off, she assumed Mama had just gone to the store.
Passing by the doors that lead to the back of the house, Sakura heard something. It was quite but it sounded as if someone was calling her. She turned her head and stopped. "Sakura…" She heard again. "Mama…? Is that you?" Reaching for the door she pulled it to the side. There was no one there, just the same old well that had always been there. "Sakura…" She heard it again. This time it sounded like it was coming from the well itself. A perplexed look on her face, Sakura walked slowly toward the well. "Sakura…" louder, "Sakura…" again, louder.
Sakura leaned over the side of the well, "Sakura!" At that moment it felt as if someone had pushed her from behind. A gasp escaped from her lips as she went tumbling down. But instead of hitting the bottom of the old well she continued to fall. Everything around her seemed to fade away. The last thing Sakura saw before passing out was a man with long silver hair and… dog ears?