Hey everyone this is NewBlood7 back from his break. I have decided that since it was getting close to Halloween that I would give you guys this. It's kinda creepypasta-ish, I'm not sure if it actually qualifies or not. Also notice that any music listed is recommended for the part. (You do not have to listen to it if you don't want to.) Anyway I wanted to post this so here it is. Have fun and enjoy the story.

Lisa POV

The rain poured down as it splashed on the cold ground. The clouds were out and the sun was nowhere to be seen. Some would call it poetic; I just saw it as tragic.

I walked across the ground as the rain poured on me as well. I walked through it not caring if the rain got my clothes wet. I walked in a cemetery as I saw what I was looking for in the distance. I got closer as I saw the casket there. I walked up to the casket as I made my way to it. I was soon standing in front of the grave.

I stared down at the grave, as all I felt was grief. I still couldn't believe it had actually happened. I ran my hand across the grave in a desperate attempt to feel the person who once was living. Nothing I could do could change what had happened, and deep down I knew that. When people die they stayed dead. The ceremony had been a little while ago, but I decided to come back. The ceremony provided no relief to me. There was still no closure, and I doubt I would ever find it. I was just a little girl in a big and cruel world.

Images of the person ran through my head as I was forced to see everything again. The memories pushed into my mind, as I was helpless to stop them. No matter how much I tried I wasn't going to stop them. I knew it was inevitable. I was going to have to relive what had happened…if I wanted to or not.

Shattered Innocence

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Lisa POV

Buzz, buzz. Buzz, Buzz! The sound echoed all around the room. Suddenly a yellow hand smacked the device. The alarm clock stopped as the hand hit the button on top.

The blankets in the bed next to it rustled as something moved. The sheets moved aside as a body emerged from the bed. The person yawned as they stretched their body. You see the person emerging from the bed?

That's me, Lisa Simpson.

The sheets completely fell off as I got out of bed. I put my slippers on as I decided it was time to get up. I walked out into the hall as I made my way to the bathroom. To my surprise no one was inside. I went inside as I went to the bathroom. I got out as I went down the stairs and to the kitchen. As I arrived I saw everyone there. It was really loud and everyone was making noise. My mom was at the stove making breakfast.

"Hello sweety." My mom greeted me as I entered.

That's my mom, Marge. She does this everyday. I sat down at the table as I saw my breakfast waiting for me. I started to eat as I heard someone speak.

"Marge where's the bacon?" My father asked.

"It's on your left." Marge responded to him.

My father reached over as he spotted the bacon. He grabbed a fist full of bacon as he stuffed them into his mouth.

"Ummm bacon." He said, as he tasted the fattening meat.

And that's my father, Homer. I turned to the side as I saw a high chair there. In it sat my little infant sister, Maggie. Maggie and me had a connection of sorts; at least that's what I thought.

I lifted more food to my mouth as I felt something hit me on the side of the head. I turned around as I saw my brother there with a smile on his face, his spoon as positioned directly at me as he obviously was the one who threw the food at the side of my head. And of course I couldn't forget the troublemaker of our family, Bart. Bart was always picking on me and playing tricks on me. Maybe it was a big brother thing.

I whipped the food off my face as I glared at Bart. Bart smirked back as he loved to get me peeved. I turned back to my food as I continued to eat.

Soon after I heard my father shout.

"Wow! Look at the time. I'm going to be late." Homer said as he got up from the table.

My mom kissed him on the lips as he rushed out the door.

"That's weird, he forgot the rest of his breakfast." Marge said as he saw Homer's plate.

Homer suddenly rushed back in as he quickly woofed down the remaining food. Homer then rushed out the door again as he still had bacon hanging from his mouth. I shook my head as I some how knew Homer was going to do that. I finished my breakfast as I walked up to the sink and put my plate inside.

"You guys are going to be late if you don't get a move on." My mom said as she urged us to get ready.

Bart rushed up to get ready as he left his plate behind. I walked up after him as I went towards the bathroom. I walked in the bathroom and grabbed my toothbrush as I brushed my teeth. I walked out of the bathroom as I grabbed my backpack and made my way down stairs. Bart rushed down the stairs as he joined me.

Marge had our lunches ready as we came down. I walked over to my mom as I grabbed the brown lunch bag. As I grabbed the bag my mom kissed me on the cheek. I then moved aside as I let Bart have his turned. Marge did the same thing as Bart grabbed his.

"You better go before you miss the bus." Marge reminded us.

My mom was always so caring; she was definitely one of my role models. Bart and I opened the door and walked out as the bus pulled up in front of our house.

"I love you." Marge called to us.

We walked up to the bus as the doors slide open for us. Bart made his way in as I walked up to the doors next. I turned back to Marge as she stood in the doorway. I smiled at her as I looked back at the bus. Auto, our bus driver, motioned to me impatiently, as he wanted me to get in. I stepped inside the bus as the bus drove off.

But little did I know that once I got on that bus and made my way to school… Nothing would ever be the same again.