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Ok,this story is a work in progress,but if you have any idea's,or just think it's awsome,send me a PM or a comment lol

The story is called,New


My life began the day I died. Everything changed for me that day, the way I looked, the things I did, and the way I thought about my life. My name was Kristina Smith, such a boring name, for a boring girl. I had good grades, and did every little thing my parents told me to do. In their eyes I was a perfectly human daughter. But that would soon change....

It was a dark, rainy night. I was walking home from my friend’s house; she lived down the street from me. It happened so fast, I didn’t have time to do anything. There was a flash of light, and the sound of tires trying to break on wet pavement. That was it, just like that I was dead, or at least I thought I was.

Everything was black, I could hear people talking around me, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t talk or scream to let them know that I was still alive; all I could do was lie there. In the distance I could hear the ambulance coming, that gave me some hope that maybe they would be able to see that I was still alive. The paramedics came and took me to the hospital; I knew it was just a matter of time before they told everyone I was still alive. By then I could hear everything around me, so I heard when they pronounced me dead. What!? I thought I was obviously still alive; my heart was beating wasn’t it? Was it? I couldn’t hear it. Oh no, I thought, what if I really am dead.

My thoughts were interrupted by a burning pain, coming from where my heart should be. It was the worst pain I had ever felt, it was like being burned alive times ten. I was sure that this was it, I was dying now. I still couldn’t move or talk, all I could do was sit there and wither in pain. Just as fast as the pain started, it was gone. I didn’t know how long I had been in pain, or where I was. I slowly opened my eyes to see I was still somewhere in the hospital. I got up from where ever I was and let out a little gasp in surprise. Across from me there was a full lengthed mirror, and in that mirror there was a stranger. At least, I thought it was a stranger until I lifted my hand and the stranger did the same. "Wow," I whispered. I was a pretty average girl, long brown hair, light green eyes. The new me looked nothing like that.

My hair was jet black, my eyes were some shade of purple, and my skin was a lot paler. For about five minutes all I could do was stand there and stare at the mirror. What am I? I thought. "I'm not Kristina Smith anymore," I whispered. That thought made me smile, I wasn’t Kristina Smith anymore, I was someone new.