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Post by Rin Akisame on Oct 20, 2011 20:32:42 GMT -5
{"Before My Death"} I was talking to Misaki earlier, and I realized how many years have passed since I came to the Soul Society. I don't know how many years will come for me.... Nor do I know if I will remember anything from my past.... most of the things would be something i would love to forget, but things I most likely need to remember in coming years, Just so I know who i was...Misaki reminded me of the girl that once was, said I might forget her, and i should write it down... Well.... here it goes.... |
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Post by Rin Akisame on Oct 20, 2011 21:16:22 GMT -5
It was a normal, nice, sunny day in Karakura Town. A young looking girl walked down the street with her long black hair braided and in a white hand sewn dress. It was perfect, the dress, it looked like it came from a shop. The girl giggled as laughter filled the air with other voices of girls. The group of girls where high-schoolers, and where around the same age group of 16 or 17. As they reached a corner, they said good bye, waving and going off in different directions, leaving the girl with the white dress at the corner alone.
Shifting her white backpack to the other side, the girl's smile she had on earlier faded. Sighing the girl walked back the way they came, kicking a rock. She looked around to make sure no one was watching her. She didn't want any one see where she was going; she didn't want any one to send her to her house, where she would be unwelcome really.
Finally coming to a park, the girl kicked the rock one last time before moving to the swings where she sat. She let out another sigh and shook her head. Her parents where abusive, to her and her sisters at least. Her older brother got every thing.... No, she wouldn't say he was her older brother, nor would she say the man and the women that claimed to be her parents where really her and her sister's parents. No, she refused it. Why would they hurt them, and only them, and not the older boy that was their "brother"? Thank the gods her sisters had the courage to run away to their grandparents house. The girl didn't have it...And she wouldn't leave even if she did for one person....
Tears came down the girl's face, and a boy around her age, if not a year or two older, walked up and took a swing next to her. "Rin?" the boy asked, a worried look on his face. "What are you doing out here? Shouldn't you be at home? Its getting late....Rin... why wont you look at me?"
Rin didn't look at the boy when he came up, instead she looked to the side. tears spattered the gravel of the park as well as staining the white dress she wore. "Akio.. i can't go back there, I can't. You know how they are, drinking and smoking and all that.... I can't go back there or...or...."
"Rin... do they beat you?"
There was silence.
"Rin... answer me please.... I hate to see you like this.. you know..."
"... Yes..."
"Did you tell any one?"
"Only our grandparents knows.... And they act all nice when others are around..."
"Where are you going to stay?"
"....here?"
"No then......"
"Then tell me where.. i don't know where...."
"I wont let you stay out here to night... Its going to be cold... I can sneak you into my house...."
"Wouldn't you parents freak out if they found out you had a girl in your room?"
"Yes..." came the slow reply, "but....Where else can you go...?"
"Akio...."
"Don't reject it Rin, i wont let you. I'll carry you if i have to..." anger slipped into his voice.
"No.. its not that..."
"Then what?"
"Thank you...and..."
"And...?"
"I love you....."
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Post by Rin Akisame on Oct 20, 2011 21:33:49 GMT -5
I was a foolish girl who fell in love. I should have left that house, i should have left that family that wanted to beat me every, single, night. I could have left with my sisters, but... I didn't. I blamed it on the fact i didn't have courage to do so, when in reality, it was the fact that i was in love with a boy....
He kept sneaking me into his house at night, after school. I would go back to my house, only to get a few things, and i always made sure my 'brother' was out and my 'parents' where asleep...
Apparently, they didn't miss me much.
Akio.. lived up to his namesake... He was a hero.... a hero that shined brightly when ever I looked at him.... And he still does, even in my memories, and even here....
I guess... it was best his memories of me..of us... had faded.... I've forgiven him now... after how many years? For what he did... so much thinking made me realize I never lost him... just because of that incident....
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