Welcome Back To Life

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I woke up, stll laying where I had been before. I looked at myself. Bloody ninja turtle robe, and my blonde hair was stained with red. Out in front of me, I saw a box with a note on the top-

My Love,

I feel terrible about taking your life. My hearthaches have not vanished, so I brought you back to life. Do not try to track me down and kill me, for you will be defeated again.

I know you will not take this advice. You will just come and try to kill me.

Well, then... If thats the case, I am waiting to capture your soul.

Also, I felt bad, so here are some things for you.

Yours Deathly True,

Homicide


I wondered what he got me, and suddenly I started to sweat. So, I took off my robe. Underneath my robe was a white tanktop (now discoustingly red with blood) and pick pajama pants with little puppies on them.

Thats when I got curious.

In the box that had the note taped on it, there was a box with a woman on it. She had electric blue hair. Hair dye. Nice.

Also, there was a bloody pair of scissors. Duh, my scissors, with Homicides blood on them. I decided to keep them.

Last, there was a white sweatshirt, and blue jeans. Black and white Converse shoes, too.

I put them on, then got curious one last time. I turned around facing my famlies bodies. I reached behing each on of them feeling for a package, and behind Erik I found one. There was nothing in the box. Homicide must've taken the weapons with him.

So I went upstairs and washed my hair. I put in the hair dye and a few minutes later, took off the towel covoring my hair. It was an electric blue, and I looked back at the label on the box-

ELEXTRIC PURPLE- EVER LASTING HAIR DYE

Cool. This stuff was PERMANENT. I had brought the box upstairs with me, to rummage through it some more.

Contact Lenses.

A knife sharpener.

Okay... Going to far now.

But whatever. I took out my scissors and practiced in the mirror.

"Dont look behind you..." I said, snipping my scissors rapidly.

This. Was. Awesome.

I decided to look back at the contact lenses. They were plain white. So I put them in my eyes.

My eyes started to burn.

"WHAT THE HECK?! AGH!" I screamed. I took them out immediatley. Then I looked at my eyes in the mirror.

One blue eye, one all white eye. How did this even happen? It looked so cool. Then I realized one last thing-

I HAVE TO GET REVENGE.

ON.

HOMICIDE.






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