Falling Blood-Stained Snow
A/N: I wrote this story because this was an assignment (in creative writing, so not really…) to write a story about a haunted house or something haunted. It's 'supposed' to be scary, have a mystery or something along those lines…but I can't write those types of stories… so I'll try my best! PLEASE REVIEW TO HELP ME! (T-T) O-ne-ga-i!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PRINCE OF TENNIS! I do own that ghost though! You'll learn her name soon!
Prologue
Osaka, Year 150010:30 pm
One night, the snow was falling. I had died. The cold, pure-white snow covered my, now, lifeless corpse. Once it touched my body, it stained of blood-red. I supported a huge wound – created by a sharp blade – that had barely missed my heart but there was enough damage to make it crucial wound. My blood spilled relentlessly across the snow, blending with the cold snow.
Bound to this world for now, I was no longer a 'she' but rather an 'it'. I am now an 'it'… it meaning a ghost but more appropriately a lost spirit. A lost soul in search of something that can never be redeemed ever again. A blade took my life and it is that same blade that will take other's lives as that is its purpose.
My spirit could not rest. I still had a problem needed to be solved. But I could never confront it. The day I died was the day I became cold, cold as the snow. My body froze because of the snow, along with my heart.
I never felt warmth…even if it was sunny. I felt nothing but the blunt ice that had swallowed my skin. My body was now a frozen 'sculpture'. Nothing can thaw it unless I wanted it to be thawed. I couldn't decide whether to live…or die.
A part of me wanted to grasp that I lost, the other telling me that if I just gave up…I'd be free of this misery.
So, for centuries I remained on this earth. Watching the people pass through their lives, watching how technology had improved, watching as people became happy…sad and all sorts of emotions.
As time passed, I found it necessary that I learnt about the modern day equipment, language and the lot.
To be continued…
A/N: Do I need to make this longer? What you think of this? I REALLY would appreciate some sort of feed back or better yet, some way to help me fix things in this. I wrote this without a plan so… (starts to scribble a story plan…) Help me at whatever you think may be needed or fixed!
REMEMBER TO REVIEW! (-)/)"