Losing My Mind to Him
Chapter 1: Remembrance
My life wouldn't be the same if it weren't for that event. It all began a few months ago. This day, April 24, 2018, was in fact my eighteenth birthday. It was a sunnier day than usual in April, as it was usually raining this time of year. Since it was very, very nice out, I decided to practice my kendo kata outside my home at the shrine, since it was such a beautiful day. As soon as I opened the door to begin my practice, I was greeted with beautiful sunshine. The air wasn't humid either, it was the perfect temperature. One thing in Tokyo that hadn't happened very often. I took a deep breath in smelling the fresh spring breeze. I looked at the cherry blossoms that were in full bloom. I tended to love cherry blossoms. They filled me with happiness, even if I didn't know why it did. I was just not going to mind the fact they filled me with joy. Almost immediately I began to practice. I decided to practice what I was used to doing with my wooden sword. I practiced the tenth kata of kendo or as most called it; Kodachi No Sanbon-me. In my opinion it wasn't as hard as everyone made it out to be. I had already memorized it. Well I had been studying Kendo, Judo, Happkido, Goju-ryu, and fencing since I was a little girl in a few different dojos because none would teach them all in one. I always loved different forms of martial arts so when I couldn't find schools in my area of Tokyo for all the ones I liked such as; Shuri-ryu, Kyokushinkai, Budokan, Chito-ryu, Shorin-ryu, Wado-ryu, Jujitsu, Taekwondo, Tai Chi,Aikido, and Muay Thai, I immediately began to research them on my own time. I would end up almost becoming an introvert and disregarding everyone as I self-taught myself these different forms and going to my dojos I was a part of. Finally, when I was a freshman in high school, I started to take a step back from a few different types of martial arts. I began opening up and making friends. Though in sophomore year I decided I would stick with only a handful of different types. One of those would have been kendo. I had loved it ever since I was a little girl and would always practice even when I was at school. It was also no real surprise that they had named me captain of the kendo club in my sophomore year because I was way ahead of the current captain. I was up to the tenth kata in kendo. The kata was called Kodachi No Sanbon-me. My underlings of the kendo team weren't at this level so I usually had to practice this on my own. Being the champion since sophomore year in high school was not that hard with so much training. I worked my team so they all were getting a lot better. In fact, they were all getting first place in each of their divisions of the team. I felt so proud of them. There really weren't any challenges for me anymore. As I was practicing the kata, my mind started to go towards my sister. This was weird for me because I usually stayed focused on my kata when I was doing it. I decided to keep thinking about her though, I missed her dearly. I wondered if she ever would come back from the feudal era. I wondered what it was like. Did she have fun while she was there? Did She miss me? Did she forget to come home because she was so enthralled with her new friends and family and her incredible journey? I wondered if she would ever see me again, or if she even wanted to. I mean, why would she? She was very important there and the only thing she had here was school. Well I guess she had mom, grandpa, Sohta and I, but was that enough? She hadn't been home in months, so I was starting to lose hope that I'd ever see her again. I continued practicing but as I practiced, tears began to roll down my face from my eyes. I wasn't prepared to cry so I felt surprised when I did. I knew I had to stay strong. I knew I would see her again. Even if she told me she wouldn't be able to take me even if she had wanted to because no one had been able to get through the well. I had hoped one day to be able to see her again because I missed her dearly.