• If I were to die, I hope it would be from saving something or some one. Or trying at the least. that’s how I hope it would end for me. Death. Its always so sudden. Painful, yet peaceful and calm all at the same time. Its natural. And yet unnatural as well its everything and yet nothing. Life. Long, painful, peaceful, irritating, happy, sad, loving, hatful, everything, nothing. Birth. Natural, unnatural, cruel, beautiful, everything, nothing. Birth, life, death. Everything, nothing. As you can tell I’ve had a lot of time on my hands to think about these things. Well, time is plentiful when you spend the weekend alone in your room when all your friends are busy unless you literally kidnap them for the weekend. But that’s wandering off first base so to speak. Now, where was I? Oh ya. Birth, life ,death. it’s the never ending cycle. Never ending. Now I’m just sounding ridiculous. I’m typing things that most people wouldn’t understand. Yet, these things are the elements of life, so, why? Why don’t people understand these things? I wonder many things. As well as marvel at others. I marveled once at death. Because I have experienced it, many times. And even dwelled in its black abyss. An ocean like world of sadness and despair that trap some of its visitors forever. Never to see the light, and beauty of this world again. A pretty depressing thought huh? Well get used to it if you haven’t already, because as you get older and wiser you see the blackness’s victims more and more. Or even experience it, maybe even become one of its many victims. But don’t think to much on this small portion of writing. After all…. This is just the preface…….~~~~~~~~


    Chapter 1 Anemone (Anna-mone): Sweet Dreams

    “Anemone, our little flower of the wind. Our daughter. Come back to us.” a powerful sounding woman voice purred smoothly. I looked around skimming my surroundings. Nothing. Just the familiar darkness I sat in. A small hole above me was the only provided light. It shone down on me like a spot light and also made it hard for me to see the others who’s aura I could feel and obviously easier for the others to see me. So I was left helpless unless I chose to use the power of aura to see who was there. But I ’v played this game every time I fell asleep, and knew from experience that was just what the others wanted. And I did the only thing I could do, close my eyes, concentrate, and hope to see the others that way. “Why do you refuse to use the power bestowed on you?” an other ,younger voice questioned “leave her be, she’s just not ready yet, my young daughter.” the first purring voice implied lightly. “Our daughter, come. Join us, we are waiting for you.” this time a male voice echoed in the hollow hole I was in, and echoed in my ears at the same time. As the voice echoed, I felt a slight change. A tingling feeling that flowed up and down my back and everywhere else that I could feel. Then something caught the corner of my eye in my hand, or, on it..?
    I looked down curiously, at my hand and, paled as soon as I saw them…..

    “Anemone….. Anemone? Anemone!!” Looshus shook me gently. “wah??” I blinked sleepily and rubbed my eyes with the long sleeves of my zip up hoody. “ieghfehloopouegetowey” he smiled bluntly. “….. wait, huh?!” “sorry typo. What I was trying to say was feboeugifefeksblefkert…..” I blinked still half asleep and shook my head “Looshus, No more chatrooms and/or texting.” he sighed “ get up. If you don’t remember you fell asleep in our third-period math class. And the bell rang about 30 secants ago and if you don’t get up your gunna be late..” “mmmmmrrrrrrr….” I mumbled as I got up and walked out of the now-empty class room and into the stream of the busy hallway, dodging hater glances and smirks from the many blond preppy pink squads. Seeing as I was wearing an odd outfit consisting of my special hoody with an adorable picture of a chibi Inuyasha with dog ears on the hood, a brown tank-top, some ubber ripped jeans, and neon pink convers, I don’t blame them for starring, and glancing at my freakiness. And concluding that my hair was upper back length and in pony tails (Morgan McKnight style) didn’t help much. As you can tell I’m an otaku…
    And if you didn’t already know and otaku is an anime/manga freak and/or gamer. I’m all of these things. Pretty sad huh? Ya I know, but that’s just who I am. Just me. And if you’ve got a problem with that, don’t talk about it behind my back. Say it to my face, so you’ll be within punching distance of my fist. And I’m not kidding, it will happen. Count on it loser. So after a LONG trip through the crowded hallways, I finally made it to my 4th period class, where, as usual, Looshus was sitting his, seat, in front of mine. Looshus was, about average-guy looking, a mop of curly brown hair, tan- ish skin, and hazel eyes. As soon as I entered he smiled his usual ‘welcome’ smile at me. A thing I got used to. REALLLY fast. I smiled back, for politeness only. Trust me if you’ve seen it as much as I have, it gets annoying as hell. Pardon my French.