This is dedicated to ShiningBlossom.
Who should be updating. . .
Enjoy and no flame please.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kamichama Karin.

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Thoughts

"Journal entries"

"The dark skies were a melancholy to us all. The worst part of it all, nobody is coming to help us. Also, every day I dig a grave for the poor souls who fall asleep and never tend to wake up the following day. People in this village are hungry and penniless. Every day, our villagers go to the sea to find fish, it's very rare for them to bring any. Once our sea was abundant with fishes. Maybe the fishes realized they should swim somewhere else because they were disgusted on how much we needed food. I looked daily if the crops are growing, even slightly. I'm trying not to be pessimistic, but I know they will never grow. The soil is too rocky. So here am I, a very poor girl. A girl taking care of the village as if I was a doctor. A girl who lost her parents and taking care of her sickly aunt. My name is Hanazono Karin. This is my life."

She closed her ragged book, the paper was another form of papyrus paper. The ink she used was made from poisonous berries she found, somehow it made ink. Karin jumped up from the floor, she gazed at her appearance. To her, it was unnecessary to care how she looked. Karin took out her comb made of the skeleton of a fish.

Slowly, she brushed her silk-like hair. No matter how ugly the comb was, it was definitely usable, even if it breaks easily. The brownish-blonde girl stepped out of the damaged door, she looked around the village and still looked the same as it always was. Horribly conditioned.

Her ears heard the lamentation of a child. With a sigh, she approached the broken house, she prepared herself with the most common problem. Her dirty hands budged the door, a little boy was crying beside a woman, maybe his mother.

"Ms. Hanazono. . ."

"Let's go dig her a grave."

"Y-yes."

Her green eyes watered; tear drops fell upon the rocky soil. It took her a while to dig enough, both placed her in the ground then placed the soil back. Both said their prayers, if they had flowers, they could of made her grave more pleasant.

Karin and her aunt sat on the ground of their house, both were entice by their thoughts. Waiting patiently for a better life style. Her aunt cried, and Karin has yet to notice.

My child, forgive me for this grave sin. I was hoping you might live better, and so will I. We might be separated, then again, sooner or later, one of us would of died. Most likely it would of been me. Karin, you will live the life of royalty, which is something we always wanted. But as a sl-

"Madam, we are here for the girl."

Two husky men appeared in their doorway, they wore a tux which gave even a more frightening and serious appearance. There was a figure about her size, she couldn't see the face because it was wearing a sleeveless sweater with a black hood covering his face, the tip has black fluff, it's proven that it was warm.

"Please, take her quickly." Her aunt pleaded.

"Aunty?"

"Forgive me, Karin."

The men grabbed her by the arm, she was forcibly dragged. The people of the village watched her go, there was a crying plead from the villagers, like, "don't take her!" Karin tears dwelled up in her eyes, she was thrown into a back of a thing. It ran on gas, she has never seen something in her life. The person who was hidden in the black sweater stepped in the vehicle.

She sat on the far end of the seat and placed her hands on the barrier, or mirror. The vehicle started moving, she glared at the person. The strange one titled it's head, then it let out a small chuckle.

"Listen girly, you should be happy your leaving this unkempt of a place. It's disgusting, it has the foul scent these putrid people."

"Excuse me?! This is my home!"

The mysterious person chuckled louder, "you call this trash a home? By the way, you should keep that crude mouth of yours shut."

"Why should I listen to you?"

"Because, you are now my new pet, you slave."

I think everyone should know who the one she's talking to is.

Sorry if it's a bit confusing.

Review, no flames.

Sorry that it's short, I will make the next chapter long and good.