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The Game of Life

Chapter One: As Good as Gone

You don't know what you have until it's gone. You don't appreciate things until it's taken from you. So here's my piece of advice to you: Be thankful for what you have. And if you decide not to listen to me, well, I guess you'll just have to take your chances like I did. I lost but may the odds ever be in your favor. I wish you good luck on your journey. Believe me, you're going to need all the luck you can get.

Life is a game.

All the best,

Mikan Sakura.

5/8/12


I lived a great life.

Truly, I did. I had all I could ever want as a teenager. I had all the books I ever thought about reading in my library and I always had the newest designer clothes, handbags, and shoes. You name it, I got it. In all of my fifteen years of life I always took all of this for granted. I never expected to one day wake up and find it all gone. Things like that just don't happen in real life. They were suppose to be reserved for books and movies.

So then let me ask you why? Why are my parents dead? Why are there polices outside my house? Why is someone trying to get me out of my room? Why?

I bet you won't have an answer for me.

The annoying knocking on my door reappeared again. But this time it wasn't alone. An even more annoying voice followed it.

"Miss Sakura? Will you please come out of your room and kindly answer some questions for us?"

Don't people know how to let me mourn in peace? "Go away!" I yelled, kicking the handmade pillow my mom had given me on my 8th birthday across the room. What was the point in keeping the pillow in good condition? The person who made it wasn't here anymore. And I never even said thank you.

Let's add that to the growing pile of things I never did, shall we?

Number 234: Did not say thank you for pillow.

What's next on the list of things I regret not doing?

How about me hiding as I watched my mom and dad get killed?


I honestly don't know where my life is going to take me. All I know is that I have to get away. Away from all those pity stares and away from all the people who tell me how sorry they are. Bullshit. I may not know where my life is going to take me in the future but I do know that my old lie is as good as gone.


Author's Notice: I really do hope this story works out. This is my first attempt at writing something dark and I have to say, I'm like how it's turning out. This first chapter is short, I know. But I made it short to see how well I like it. If I'm displeased with how it's going I can always re-write it.

Dream on,
Dreamless Heart.