"We're not done here, Sarah."
"Oh, really? Because I'm so done with this bull of a family. You're all messed up in the head and I don't want to be part of it anymore!"
"Honey, please, put that bag down and bring the suitcase back inside."
"No, mom. I'm done. I don't want to be in a house full of drug addicts. I don't know why you all turned to having a drug selling business, but I don't want to have that type of life. You guys can be better than this but I've waited nineteen years and it hasn't changed one bit. I can't believe I'm the only sane person in this house; you guys are high! Always are and always will be. Bye."
I walked out that door and never looked back.
In the car, there was nothing but sorrow for running away from my family. But what I said was true: I did not want to stay in a house where drug deals occurred every damn day. I applied for a college out of state and that's where I'm heading. Anywhere but here.
My eyes started to water as I drove. Of course, I was sad, they were my family. But I just couldn't stay in that house. I coughed and rubbed my eyes, not noticing the bright light in front of me as my grip loosened on the steering wheel.
Next thing I knew, I was airborne.
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I could hear sirens and shouting. I felt cold... Was I dying...? Probably. I must've hit a truck and it knocked the car off the hill I was driving on.
Ah, there was so much I could've done. I could've gone to college, graduated with my masters and went into business. Married into a good family and fixed my own while I'm at it.
I had it all planned out in my head, just as I had planned the runaway, and the words spoken to my parents before I left. I was smart, but I was dumb enough to keep driving when I was emotionally unstable and got myself into this stupid car crash.
Ah, I just remembered, I didn't get to finish that one anime, too. What was it called again...? Ahh... anime. The one thing that made me forget about my problems as I lived vicariously through 2D characters.
My breath was getting ragged. Probably. I couldn't tell with the pain that was exploding through my whole body. I was lying on a pool of my own blood. What a red color...
So cold...
So sleepy...
Just let me close my eyes real quick...
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I opened my eyes, seeing nothing. It was dark and cold around me. I floated there, feeling like Alice from Pandora Hearts.
"Do you have regrets?"
Huh...?
Regrets?
Yeah, plenty.
I was thinking all about it before I died, y'know? College, marriage, family. I could've lived my life out to the fullest. I could've lived until I was ninety, satisfied with my achievements and such. But, I had to die.
"Huh, so you like anime?"
Well yeah. Who doesn't like a good storyline? I loved watching it; Fairy Tail, xxxHolic, Pandora Hearts, Cardcaptor Sakura, Sekaiichi Hatsu- oh wait, that's yaoi. Loved it though.
They gave me strength with the awesome pep talks in the middle of battles. You know I have a book of my favorite quotes?
"If you had one wish, what would it be?"
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From Another World
FanfictionSLOW UPDATES. I'M SORRY. You live, and you die; it's as simple as that, right? Then why did I find myself living a life in another world after my death? *** Proudest rankings: #1 in #katekyohitmanreborn #1 in vongolafamiglia #1 in hitmanreborn *** s...