Hey everyone! It's sakurachan162! (I changed my pen-name.) Anyway, I've been working on this sucker for a LONG time. Weeks. It's not very long though. Actually, to be technical, it's a oneshot, but I'm splitting it up into five different parts because it's 20 pages long, lol. I wrote this in a little bit of a different style than I normally do, and HOPEFULLY I wrote it well enough to stir up some emotions later on. Teeheehee.
Anyway... ENJOY! And please rate/review when you're done! =3
PART I
"I can't run anymore
I fall before you
Here I am
I have nothing left
Though I've tried to forget
You're all that I am
Take me home
I'm through fighting it"
Evanescence - October
So many memories here. So many awful, nightmarish memories. It had been like living in my own personal horror movie. I wouldn't be here if my damned therapist didn't suggest it.
She said now is the time to move on.
Move on? How could I possibly move on? Even if it's been almost five years, I can't. Everyone that was close to me- that I held so dearly to my heart- was slaughtered and killed that night. Could she possibly try to move on if everyone she ever cared for was killed and she was left all alone in this God forsaken world?
Doubtful.
Yet here I am, standing in front of the same cursed building where it all happened.
The grass was once kept nice and neat. Now the yard is overgrown and full of weeds. Otherwise though, the house looks exactly as I remember it. It's exactly the same... Yet somehow it's so different. The giddy feeling and happiness that I used to get when seeing this place, has been replaced with dread and a sickening feeling in my stomach like I just guzzled down milk, a month past its expiration.
My sister Konan's house had been a fun place for my friends and I to get away. She was ten years my senior. As a teenager I hung out here a lot. To be technical, she babysat us. She never treated it that way though. Konan loved me very much, and she loved my friends too. When she had time, she'd play games with us and take us places.
Being with her took us away from this horrible world, full of lies, hatred, and disasters. We were kids when we were with her.
I miss my sister so much.
Konan, why did this have to happen?
Unable to stare at the deserted house much longer, I slowly move my car away from there and start making my way across town.
This place is so full of memories.
All of us would get cones at that old ice cream parlor on the right. It used to be called "Tonton's Tasty Treats." The woman who ran it was named Shizune. She named the place after her pet pig. It was weird, but she was a very nice woman. Sometimes she would bring her pet pig in too, and all of us would play with her.
It looks like someone else has taken over now though. The building is all red now, instead of blue and white. Where it used to say "Tonton's Tasty Treats", it now says "Danzo's Delightful Delicacies". The food most likely isn't as good. That's probably just my stubbornness talking though.
Oh, there's the... Park.
I pull off to the side and stare across the street. Everything else may have changed, but this place certainly hasn't.
The old, creaky swing set is there, with its hard plastic seats that make your butt hurt when you sit on them. Ino and I would take turns pushing each other. Meanwhile, Naruto would try to stand on the other one. He fell once and we were so scared he really hurt himself. Then he just got up and started laughing, scratching the back of his head with his cheeks a little flushed. That's when I smacked him and called him an idiot.
I smile at the thought.
Over to the right is the old jungle gym. I was never any good at the monkey bars, but Naruto climbed all over them and would hang upside-down. He was so reckless, it's a wonder why he never got himself seriously hurt. At least... Sooner than he did.
That place is also where I met...
I quickly attempt to pull away from the curb, hoping to lose my train of thought as soon as possible. Just before I get off the shoulder and into the lane, a loud, obnoxious honking sound shrieks from behind me. I slam on my brakes and not even a second later, a car zooms by, the driver still pressing down on the horn.
Damn, I'm not deaf you idiot.
After looking back to see if there are any more cars, I pull onto the road again and drive away.
I pop the top off of the bottle next to me in the passenger's seat and take a swig of the bittersweet liquid, drowning the growing lump in my throat.
It's time to go see him.
What do you think so far? Do you like it? ^_^
