InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Dirt ❯ Chapter 1: This Is For All My Friends And Family ( Chapter 1 )
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By: WyckedFrankie 
The beginning of the end.
MediaMiner's chapter upload is out of whack so please bare with me about the weird symbols that pop in-between the words.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.16.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 556 | Visits: 616 | Status: Work In Progress
The beginning of the end.
MediaMiner's chapter upload is out of whack so please bare with me about the weird symbols that pop in-between the words.
Anime/Manga: InuYasha Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 01.16.2011 | Pages: 1 | Words: 556 | Visits: 616 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or the song Dirt. I'm not worthy and I'm not getting
paid to write this. I'm just doing this during my free time.
Chapter 1:
This Is For All My Friends And Family*
It started out as a normal day. The sky was blue, the grass was green, and the sun was
high in the sky. I woke up at nine and cleaned myself up after a night of insomnia and
drinking. My apartment was trashed. I haven’t been taking care of myself for months.
Today it was going to change.
After my morning ritual, I began cleaning my home. There were food wrappers
and beer bottles surrounding the floor of my bed and wadded up newspapers in my
kitchen. I don’t remember the newspapers; it must have been something I collected while
I consumed dangerous amounts of liquid courage. After picking up the trash, I swept and
mopped the floors. I hated hard wood floors but it was the only apartment I could afford
at the time. Now that I think about it, I shouldn't complain. While the floors were
drying, I dumped the trash into the compactor and smoked a cigarette on the stairwell.
My landlord told me not to smoke there because the old hag that lives next door
complained of the smell and the butts I leave on the steps. It’s a “safety hazard†if
someone slips on them. I hope she slips on them one day.
I went back into my apartment and made my way to my bathroom. I left the door
open so they could find me. I took the disposable razors I bought the night before and
broke them to separate the blades. I figured two would be enough to do the deed. I
rolled up my sleeves and dragged a vertical line down my left wrist. The bloods dripped
onto the floor and I watched it splash onto the sink. I made another vertical line on my
right wrist and began to feel dizzy. This was the end...
Or so I thought.
A/N: Please review so I can decide on continuing or not. For those of you waiting for me
to update Devil Beside You, fear not, I will be soon (hopefully). This is an idea I had for
a while and I wanted to see if people would be interested in reading it.
*Lyrics to Dirt by The Swellers
paid to write this. I'm just doing this during my free time.
Chapter 1:
This Is For All My Friends And Family*
It started out as a normal day. The sky was blue, the grass was green, and the sun was
high in the sky. I woke up at nine and cleaned myself up after a night of insomnia and
drinking. My apartment was trashed. I haven’t been taking care of myself for months.
Today it was going to change.
After my morning ritual, I began cleaning my home. There were food wrappers
and beer bottles surrounding the floor of my bed and wadded up newspapers in my
kitchen. I don’t remember the newspapers; it must have been something I collected while
I consumed dangerous amounts of liquid courage. After picking up the trash, I swept and
mopped the floors. I hated hard wood floors but it was the only apartment I could afford
at the time. Now that I think about it, I shouldn't complain. While the floors were
drying, I dumped the trash into the compactor and smoked a cigarette on the stairwell.
My landlord told me not to smoke there because the old hag that lives next door
complained of the smell and the butts I leave on the steps. It’s a “safety hazard†if
someone slips on them. I hope she slips on them one day.
I went back into my apartment and made my way to my bathroom. I left the door
open so they could find me. I took the disposable razors I bought the night before and
broke them to separate the blades. I figured two would be enough to do the deed. I
rolled up my sleeves and dragged a vertical line down my left wrist. The bloods dripped
onto the floor and I watched it splash onto the sink. I made another vertical line on my
right wrist and began to feel dizzy. This was the end...
Or so I thought.
A/N: Please review so I can decide on continuing or not. For those of you waiting for me
to update Devil Beside You, fear not, I will be soon (hopefully). This is an idea I had for
a while and I wanted to see if people would be interested in reading it.
*Lyrics to Dirt by The Swellers