After I died, I stuck around my home for a long time. A really long time now that I know how long I had really been there.
I didn't know until now about the whole 'Soul-reaper excersising the soul of the dead'. So then, I just thought being dead ment you stuck around for ever and ever.
Kinda a sad fate really. After I died, it was like watching a movie really. I was above the world it seemed. Watching everything that happened.
I saw my body laying on the side walk, bleeding. My mother and the other children I'd just left all gathered round, eyes wide in shock, or joy. Never knew how they really felt about me.
My mother was what worried me the most although...She'd been with my body long after I was gone. Begging me to wake up. I just wish I could have told her I was alright. But that was impossible.
The one thing that really urkes me, even to this day, was the fact that Malo was the one to comfort my mother. Him of all people. Because of course, I was the only one that knew he'd killed me. Ironic.
With me gone, he was the only one that my mother would talk to it seemed. She was a wreak. She'd always cry on his shoulder, asking why she was being punished so badly. First her husband, and now her only son.
Malo was such a sick, twisted man he would nod sympatheticlly and pat her back. Cook her some food that she hardly ate, and then send her off to bed. He often slept on the couch in the front room.
My favorite couch. It was disgusting to watch. After my mother had gone to bed, I would wander the neighbor hood, all night and all day. I was dead, I didn't need sleep.
The only thing that bothered me, and I wish I'd had known then, was about the chain that was in my chest after I'd died.
It was just a long chain that trailed behind me, loudly. Even if I was the only that could hear it, It drove me nuts.
It took a long time before I realized that the chain was slowly, ever so slowly, erroding. Again, I was ignorant. I hadn't the FAINTEST idea of what this was for.
Even once I think I decided that the chain ment when I would be put back into another body on earth. Boy, That would have been nice. Gone a few years, then put back with your family and friends.
I didn't have much of a sence of time while dead. Hours felt like seconds, days felt like hours, months felt like days. It was all wacked out. But now that I know how long I was actually dead, I realize, i'm amazed with myself.
I remained in that state for almost two years. It was amazing how long that chain of fate stayed in tact. But I knew something was wrong when it started getting very short, and the pain came.
You wouldn't think dead people felt pain, the physical kind. I didn't have a physical body, so I can't explain it like that.
but, it really felt bad. Like, being shot by Malo all over again.
Maybe a little more painful.
Anyways. Once the chain was down to its last link, and the pain was constant, I knew my thoughts of it all were wrong.
A few months of the last link of chain, and it was gone. There was a breif time where I was perfectly fine. The heavy chain gone, no pain. It couldn't have been more than a day, but it felt like a second in my time zones now.
After that although, it was hell. It felt bad. Really bad. A big hole opened up in my chest. I still have it today, you know.
I didn't know what was going on. But now I know its because I pretty much lost my own self, because I wasn't excersised correctly by a Soul reaper.
Nice goin' guys.
And, beings as the chain was gone. You guessed it. I was a hollow.
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