I do not own Naruto, however much I wish I did. This story is dedicated to my twin and to everyone out there who has lost somebody and just wants to escape by reading yourself into another world, or another character. I hope I can help you guys forget reality for just a minute and enjoy another world for a lifetime.

You know. I never expected this to happen to me. Never thought that the word 'cancer' would become a part of my family and mine's life.

I would always think before all of this happened. What it would be like to have a tradegy hit home, then what everyone sees on TV those sad commercials being so detached thinking "that'll never happen to me." Oh how naive I was.

There's nothing special about me really, just a normal everyday woman. I dropped out of school to take care of my grandma and got a job to support their bills. And then everything did a 180.

All of a sudden everything is a blur and I'm somehow in the hospital vaguely remembering thinking I should've gone to the hospital sooner to see what all the pain was about. But thinking it wasn't a big deal. Turns out it was stage four colon cancer. A rarity in a 19 year old turned 20 year old girl before I died.

It was already too late to do anything the doctors said and they wanted me on hospice. However my studdorn family (god I love those fools) wouldn't give up and sent me to a doctor that specializes in this field. For awhile it seemed I was getting better. I even got to go out with my twin on our birthday and have fun.

Then all of sudden I'm back in the hospital in constant pain. Always in and out of consciousness remembering all the people I loved. Family and friends visiting me.

Remembering the pain.

Remembering the love.

Remembering the regret of not living a life I wanted but alas I guess I have bad luck.

Remembering the nurses and doctors giving me so many high doses of pain meds because they wore off fast.

...Then I remember just getting so tired and sleeping alot.

Remembering nothing...

It's so dark in here.

Wait. How can I still think. Am I alive...

No. Impossible. I was dying only days left to live. All the crying, all the pain was real..

So what the hell is happening.

Now I'm sure you guys can figure out what's going on but at the time I was just so confused trying to figure out what the hell was happening.

I already knew I was dead. And yes I will miss my family and friends dearly, but no use being upset over it when I'm already gone.

Waiting in the warm darkness for who knows how long was letting me think things through. That maybe I'm in purgatory waiting to be judged.

Or maybe I'm in this darkness as my own personal hell or this could be what the afterlife is...just nothing.

But after some time I realized and put my thoughts together. That first it was warm where I was. And second it kept getting tighter and tighter the longer I was here.

What really got me was the noise I started to hear. It was mostly white noise and nothing I could understand. It was like being underwater barely able to hear it.

Sometimes there would be loud noises, sometimes it was completely quiet. Then all of a sudden I feel pain.

Not the kind of pain I was in before I died. It was the kind of pain where someone was hugging you really too tight you could feel your joints and bones creak.

Next thing I know the tightness is gone. There's coldness all over my body. And the main thing was it wasn't dark anymore. I would see past my closed eyelids that there were bright lights. Like when you wake up and somehow the sun gets in your eyes. Then all of sudden.

Thwack! Somebody just hit me! And all of a sudden I hear this piercing wailing noise as if a baby was crying.

My world all that I knew comes crumbling down. For I knew right then and there what was going on.

I was reborn.