It's been a while since I've written a story here, and I hope this turns out to be a good one. I cannot tell you where I plan to go with this, but then again, that would ruin it, ne? Hope you like it!
Promises are made to be broken. That is what I have learned in life. Hearts break, tears fall, friends drift apart. Thoughts and beliefs of what once were are destroyed and what could have been is drowned. I had a promise made to me once. It was a long time ago, when I was young and naïve. I knew it would come true. Well, that's what I thought. Now I believe and know differently.
Things happen that you cannot prevent, therefore pulling you from the promise you once made to someone you once loved. I don't know what happened to cause it to fall apart, bit by bit, but the only sure thing is that it did, and my life has been made miserable once again. Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, months turned into years. Now one day passed when I did not think about that promise.
Two young hearts pulled apart by age. The importance of what once was diminished and became unimportant as the years slowly drifted by. So therefore the promise, made almost a lifetime ago, was put to rest until she became young again, causing her to yearn for the only one that made her life complete.
An old woman lay dying in a hospital bed. There was no one around to comfort her as she breathed her last breaths, no one to hug her or talk to her as her life slowly washed away. But this was no different then the rest of her life. She had lived her life alone, slowly growing weaker with age.
Around her wrist was a purple hair band. Not once had it shown its age, unlike its human owner. It looked just like it had when she received it as a little girl. She reached and slid it off her wrist and with shaking fingers, dropped it into the garbage that sat near the bed. The monitor near her head could be heard with it's constant beep, beep, beep… and as the hair band hit the bottom of the can, it sounded like a gun shot to her ears.
As monitor slid into a thin line, one last vision came into her mind of a young boy with shoulder-length black hair, leaning eagerly towards her as she grabbed his outstretched hand, once again young, and once again filled with hope that a promise could be fulfilled.
Please review! I want to know what you guys think of it so far!
p.s. Don't worry, not all chapters will be this short. XP
Takara Taji