Everyone: Hi!

Me: Welcome to chapter 15 everyone! At this point in time there have been over 4k views on this story! I also would like to thank SebastiansMaid for the sweet comment on the last chapter.

Mai: She really was excited.

Masako: Indeed, she even kept asking how someone so sweet exists.

Me: Exactly, so thank you so much for saying that.

John:Quick warning: There is talk about suicide in this chapter. If it offends you in any way, well, you have been warned.

Monk: Debrawriter does not own Ghost Hunt. Seriously, why do we say this every time.

Me: Safety. Now let's get to the story.

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March 14th

I have been going all over the place doing interviews. I have even gone to other continents, already! I have to post on social media every day. My mother is happy because I already have millions of followers, like, how does that happen?!

Naru has been trying to figure out a way to get me out of this, but nothing seems to be working. I keep begging my mother to just let me live the life I want to live, but she just won't.

Right now, I am on my way to an interview for a talk show. They want to talk to me for the entirety of the show. It makes me sick when I talk to people, they always ask about how I fell out of my window. No matter how many times I say it was just an accident they all ask, "Did someone push you?" "Did you try to commit suicide and don't want to admit it?"

When we, my mom and I, arrive, we are led to a dressing room so that I can get ready. My mom pulls out a dress and has me put it on.

After I put on the dress I put my hair in a fishtail braid that goes over my shoulder. I then put on some eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, blush, and lipstick. When I am done there is a knock at the door. My mother opens the door and welcomes in the talk show hosts, they are a couple. After they introduce themselves to me they have to go on because the show is about to begin.

I follow them until I am where I need to be to walk on. They go and say good evening to the audience. The woman says, "Today, we have a special guest. She has millions of followers on social media, and has been to many interviews." Then her husband continues. "She is known for something tragic that happened, that should of killed her." Together they scream Y/Full/N.

I go in, waving and smiling to the audience, and go sit at the empty chair. The sweet woman asks if I would introduce myself. "Alright. Hi everyone. I am, as they said Y/N, I am 18. I am often called The Girl Falling From The Window." I almost puke, when I introduce myself the way that I was asked to.

They decide to start off with some basic get to know me questions.

Where did I grow up?

Where is somewhere I want to travel?

What is my dream car?

What do I look for in a guy?

What is a hidden talent of mine? Etc.

Then they get to talking about me falling out of my window. "So what happened to have you fall out of your window?" "It was just a little accident, I didn't have my room very clean, and I had opened my window. So I ended up tripping over something and fell out the window."

"There is no need to lie, I heard you were actually trying to commit suicide." The terrible man says.

"I was not trying to kill myself."

"There is no shame. If you can talk about it honestly it can help others who are suffering with those sorts of thoughts."

"Understand, I did not try to commit suicide. I would rather be honest, than lie, telling people what I think should be said. I do not want to lie to people about something that is so serious. They need someone who actually understands, instead of someone who is faking an understanding. Lots of people suffer from suicidal thoughts and I do not want to lie to them. I did not try to commit suicide, and whoever has been spreading that rumor needs to stop, because it is not true."

Then he is about to say something again when his wife kicks in. "I totally agree, thank you for being honest. It isn't something very many people do nowadays. How long were you in the hospital?"

"I was in for months, I fell into a coma for a while. Then after I woke up I had more healing I needed to do."

"Have there been any big struggles since getting out?"

"I would have to say the biggest struggle is I am almost like a celebrity so I have people following me pretty much everywhere I go. One time I had left my curtains open and, somehow, someone got pictures of me just laying on my bed. Ever since then I have been keeping the curtains closed, just incase."

After the hour for the show is done I go back to the dressing room and change back into my casual outfit. I take off my makeup and take my hair out of the braid and into a ponytail. I walk out to the car and we head to a location to meet with a newspaper writer.

After traveling for twenty minutes we reach our destination and head in. We meet with him for half an hour. After that meeting we head home, with me driving while my mother adds up all the money we got from the ten interviews we went to today. The busiest day yet.

Shortly before we arrive home she screams out in joy. "5 thousand today. I am so happy you are famous now. Aren't you happy I decided to make these things happen?" I stop at the red light in front of me. "No, I am not. I wanted to be able to live my life, not the life of a celebrity. I hate you and what you have done to me and my siblings. You use us however you can, putting us into competitions from a young age. Using our natural and taught abilities. You only care about yourself, and I will get away from you, with my little siblings." She slaps me and starts yelling, but I don't listen as the light turns green and I continue on driving home.