I do not own Kagome or anyone else for that matter.I do not on 'Low' by Kelly Clarkson but I have edited it to fit its purpose.

This is the story of Kagome Higurashi.

Written by her hand and the truth bare, I ask you to read the story of her life.

I don't really know where to start this story.

I've been told the beginning is a nice place to start.

Truth be told, I've always pretty much been a loner. I like to get out and talk to people, but only when the mood strikes me. But to be constantly and 'subtlety' rejected hurts.

And so it went on, for the rest of the month, going around asking people to play with me. Always with the same answer, no. I didn't get it. I just didn't get it. Everyone at pre-school had been my friend; I was nice to them and they were nice to me. But people here, were different. No one wanted to play with me or share their lunches with me. Eventually it got to the point where the teacher became involved. She sat everyone down on the mat and reminded us that nice people are good, and that we should all be nice and to try things at least once. Then she became a mixture of angry and disappointed. She asked them why none of them would play with me, why none of them even tried to be nice. They looked at me like I'd tattled. I'd never do that. But they wouldn't know that, they didn't know me.

All of a sudden the teacher said that if no one tried to be nice to me then all the play stations would be off limits and that we would to individual work. So this guy that I had a little crush on said that he'd be me friend. The rest of those kids scattered. So we played Lego's and stuff. It was fun. And well, after a while we were real friends. Then this one day in winter I'd come back in because I'd forgotten my toque and I heard him talking to one of the more popular girls about me. He told her he was just still pretending to be my friend. I hadn't noticed that the bell had rung and that the rest of my classmates had seen this.

Everybody's talking,
But they don't say a thing,
They look at me with sad eyes,
But I don't want the sympathy,

I walked into the room. The people behind me held their breath, even the ones who didn't know what had happened were quiet.

I just walked past them, one tiny tear about to fall from my eye.

It's cool you didn't want me

He turned, finally realizing that I had heard him. He opened his mouth to explain, but I just look at him like he had shattered my world.

Sometimes you can't go back,
Why'd you have to go and make a mess like that?

And he had.

Have you ever been low?
Have you ever had a friend that let you down so?

He had shattered my trust. I had trusted him. I guess I shouldn't have.

My bad.

So I just shrugged and went to my table still in my snow jacket.

When the truth came out,
Were you the last to know?

The teacher came in and with her the rest of the class, all talking about what had happened. She saw me still in my outdoor stuff so she helped my out of it. Then she asked him if he'd help me with my spelling, being my 'friend' and all.

Were you left out in the cold?
'Cause what you did was low,

There's nothing left to say,

I've gotta go…

I said that I'd be fine alone this time.

'Cause what you did was low.

Well, that is my first FanFic. I hope you all enjoyed it. Iknow it was short.

Anyways,

Ja Ne,

Loser-Girl.