Life After Death

Prologue:

I'm Erill Lopez, 18 years old and obviously I'm a girl. I'm not that tall, not that short for 5'5 height. Well I don't know my weight so don't bother to ask me. I'm pretty, yea, I'm over confident. I have a long, black, shiny hair. I have a pair of light brown eyes, rosy cheeks and I'm porcelain. Just expect the unexpected when I'm the subject.

I don't do the usual things teenagers do. Cause my hobbies are FIGHTING, BULLYING, DRINKING 'TILL I PASS OUT. I'm a REBEL.

I don't care about myself and other existence. I'm cold-hearted. I don't have mercy.

On the other hand I have a boyfriend, Andrew Villanueva, I love him very much.

I have a bestfriend, Vianca Flores, she's like a sister to me.

I have a close friend my bestfriend's boyfriend, Paolo dela Vega, he's like my big brother.

I have parents of course, Margarette and Robert, I'm not allowed to call them by their first name on their faces, so for the "so-called-respect-for-elders" I call them Mom and Dad it's for my own benefits too, so they will not cut off my allowance.

I have them.

But I really don't. I'ts kinda weird but you'll sure understand me soon.

My heart is full of hatred. I always see things in negative ways.

Until one day an accident change the rest of my life.