• I was sitting on the floor in the middle of my living room. I was making a Papier Mâché mask and I needed my sister's help. When I stood up and turned around, I found myself in a valley of dead grass. A girl with short black hair stood atop a small hill. "Finally I will be an only child." She mouthed the words before yelling, "Attack!" All my previous friends came to the top of the hill dressed kind of like ninjas. Each had their own weapon some of which I did not recognize. One by one they attacked me. My cousin, my old friends, my best friends, and my sister. They attacked repeatedly until I was just barely alive. I lay on the ground crying as they stepped aside making a path for the black-haired girl. Beside her stood Natari, my sister. The girl lifted me to my feet and ordered Natari to kill me. To my disbelief, Natari raised her dagger and stabbed my heart. Me and Natari both fell to the ground crying. As my body died, my tears turned to blood.