I Came Back.
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I guess my death was to be expected, especially since no one in my small hometown wanted me there. I was always avoided when I went to school, and my only "friend" was the school's counselor. When walking down the streets, people would cross to the other side just so they wouldn't be seen near "the girl". As an early teenager, bullying was to be expected. My own parents rejected me, but they couldn't risk such a blow to their status in the town by putting me in fostercare acorss the seas. Every breath on this earth has been one breath of hell. After my parents couldn't take me for how I was after much longer, They decided to play a simple game with me. They lied to me inevitably, and killed me in the cellar then buried my carcas in the garden. It was a mystery to my death, to all except God, my parents, and Satan. My life was never enjoyable. But everything is simply fine now, because I Came Back.
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