InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Being Normal ❯ Suicide ( Chapter 1 )

Rumiko Takahashi owns all the characters. I just came up with story! ENJOY!

Kagome stared down at her bleeding corpse in horror; smoke still seeping from her mouth and the back of her head. Blood covered her hand and the barrel of the gun lying a few inches from her limp hand. A sick mixture of brain tissue, skull fragments, and blood were splattered on the wall behind her. She took a deep breath and screamed and screamed and screamed, her breath never leaving her because her still heart didn't require oxygen to beat. Her mom ran in shortly after. The woman screamed and yelled for ojichan to call 911. Kagome's hands covered her mouth as her screams went on, unheard by the living.

The ambulance came and left, taking Kagome's body with them. Her ghost remained, sitting with her knees pulled against her chest on her bed, staring at the scene unfolding with horror; barely keeping control on her screams and panic. The cop leading the EMS workers found a note on Kagome's desk, and after reading it, took it to her mother.

“What's this?” Mrs. Higurashi asked quietly. “You may just want to read it ma'am.” He said, before heading back into Kagome's room.

“Mom,

I couldn't take it anymore. I just wanted so badly to be normal and couldn't be because I'm a reincarnation and have a job to do. My soul can't rest until it's done. This is my way out. Don't blame yourself. Don't let anyone blame themselves.

I love you all

Love,
Kagome.”

When her mother had finished reading it she collapsed in sobs all while Kagome screamed, “I didn't write it! Mom I didn't!”

Now the cops were cleaning the blood and her mother was downstairs. Kagome stood and walked to the kitchen. “Souta, take this shard and try to get Inuyasha through the well.” Her mother said quietly, tears streaming down her face. Souta seemed unable to talk, just took the shard and ran to the well house. Kagome followed along behind, no longer wanting to sit in her room.

Souta jumped in and began to scream Inuyasha's name, tears rolling down his small face. Getting bored with waiting for Inuyasha to come, she found herself back in her room on her bed. Her panic at being dead was gradually fading and she was coming to terms with it. If I'm dead where is my tunnel? My bright light? I don't even remember writing the note… She lay down and just stared sadly at the cops and EMS trying to clean up the scene. Gezz, if I'd really thought this through I wouldn't have been so messy about it. Momma may decide to rent my room out one day. “I've been dead an hour and I'm already a gloomy ghost…” Who she was talking to she had no idea, but speaking out loud helped. “Maybe since Inuyasha is an inu-hanyou he can hear me! Dogs are more perceptible to ghosts!” The idea didn't really help her depression but it was a start. I don't know what else to do. She thought with a bitter sigh as she continued to watch the work.