It was any ordinary day for Matsuo. As usual he would be helping his mother with her garden early in the morning but, this time he was doing something different. Something he never really did in the morning. Laying in bed Matsuo was thinking.bat the moment, he was thinking of many things. His mind was an open book waiting for its pages. Matsuo was tired. He had nothing to do but help his mother's garden. But, Matsuo couldn't bother. He was tired of doing the same thing each morning. Matsuo needed a break. Matsuo left the house without his mother noticing. He decided he needed some air. Matsuo thought spending his day at the Death House would make his day more enjoyable.Matsuo was so happy to go there since he was going to the hot springs. As he saw the death House steam rose. This was going to feel so good. Matsuo entered the Death House, acting calm. He saw many people their enjoying themselves. Well as inpatient I was, I rushed to the back of one of the springs, put on my towel and got in. Man did it feel good. The steam on my skin felt like a teddy bear hugging me. I relaxed and relaxed and dreamed of what no other can.

My dreams never were good. So as tempted as I was to go to sleep and relax, I fought it and stayed awake. A guy next to me fell asleep. He was old and bald. Could he be a monk? Impossible. I was thinking weird things that I didn't mean to. The hot springs had an effect on my mind it seems. I added more water to the steam, and the steam rose high threw the area. That is when it all began. I fell asleep without noticing anything. The hot springs steam took over my body.

Their I lay in the hot springs with exactly nothing to do. Fallen asleep already but my dream was something else. After I slept for 1 hour in the Death House. My skin was boiling. It was so hot. I felt on fire. The guys next to me laughed their towels off. I pored water on them. I laughed so hard. Because my skin was so hot. I had to exit the Death House. I went home and took a shower in cold water hopping for my skin to go back to its normal self. When I had returned to the Death House I brought a towel and something to put over my head. I was having the time of my life. But my mother must be freaking out. I should have left a note but I suppose I forgot. How careless of me to make my mother worry. I just relaxed and hoped she didn't notice. She must be tending to her garden. My head hurt so badly. I had an headache. Maybe I shouldn't have mixed my body temperature. Cold and hot do not get along I suppose. I felt sick and I'll. My body felt weak. Maybe coming to the springs was a bad idea. But who cares I was already there. I thought long and hard about what it meant to be a ninja to me. My past experience with life was a sad one. My father dieing and all. Along with my mother being sad. I don't blame her, I was too. But things went by and everything went well. It was all thanks to my mother at first. I never thought I would spend my day like this. Espically since I never do things like this.

After I have relaxed I got my stuff ready to go. I went home sighing. Walking in the sun yet again. What a day. As soon as I stepped inside the house you could see my mother angry and upset. I quickly snucj into my room so she wouldn't notice but she saw me. Man was I in trouble.

Ending this topic if I can >.>