Post by Kaguya Chi on Sept 3, 2012 17:16:58 GMT -6
The Silent But Sweet Killer
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A Cry For Help
'This place...There is always something happening...Always new students in and out of the village...Shinobi always doing missions...Someone, doing something...' It wasn't as busy as the female thought, sitting alone behind a mountainous building in the village she was based at, lived at, learned at...found love in...[/color]
Chiyo sat there quietly thinking, her head hung over and her body seeming a bit slugish, which was unusual. Her long light pink hair almost seemed snow white in the light that seeped between mountains and buildings, but there was that cherry blossom tone that set her hair at the color it is. Her crystal blue eyes down at her knees, thinking to herself...'What would have happened....If you were still here... and we were a nice happy family? Different scenario's ran through her head as she would then hug her knee's gently. We would play together...maybe even be on the same team...Having fun, eating mommy's cooking, playing with daddy...being loved by people because we were so happy.... Just like before. She thought. Then she would look up at the sky and say aloud softly...
"What if, we were happy... Nothing was wrong... We stayed with each other till the bitter end and never held back..." Her words were heartfilled, her eyes teary as she would then hold back her tears and remember the promise she made to herself after the incindent, to never cry again, unless it were for true happiness... 'True happiness....' she thought and mouthed as she would smile at herself, seeing how hopeless she was.
Mango told her that she was more than what she percived herself to be, that she was something, a person, a human being, a friend...something close to him... She still... Doesn't believe him. Chiyo would press her hand against the cold floor and slowly begin to use her finger to imitate the writing of the characters in her sisters name. She dares not to speak her name, but to write it when she really misses her, when she loaths to be with her, when the feeling of nostalgia pushes through her and gives her the feelings she wishes she still had.
"Sis, promise me that we will be the best sister team ever and we'll make lots and lots of friends and be happy with mommy and daddy!" She remembered the last words of h er sister and she stared up into the sky blankly, not a tear, not a frown, not a scowl... Just a blank face.
"Am I that hopeless?" she asked herself, her hand where she had imitated the writing of her sisters name, as if she wanted to grab hold of if, her nails digging into the rock hard ground slightly.
"can i take away your pain?"
a l l t h e s e f a i r y t a l e s a r e f u l l o f s h i t.
one more fucking love song i'll be sick.
[/size][/center]one more fucking love song i'll be sick.