I DO NOT OWN HARVEST MOON

Mary, the librarian in mineral town was looking for inspiration for her novel.. She walked around town and saw Carter.. Talking to the new guy.. "He's cute" she blushed while she continued to watch them.. As the guy walks at the side of the church Mary followed as he stopped at the house of the harvest sprites, she climbed up the tree so she couldn't be seen.. When she got up she then realizes that she was afraid of heights.. Little does she know.. The young man was looking at her with a confused-worried look..

"Doesn't look like that you've just evolved from being a monkey to human.."

"So whatcha doin up there missy?"

I tried to make eye contact just so he knows that I don't appreciate his jerkiness but I couldn't even speak! That's how scared I was.

"Jump"

"w-wh-what?"

"Monkey with no ears and is afraid of heights.. I'll call you MoNorsHe. Short for monkey with no ears and is afraid of heights."

I could just feel him laughing at me.. And to think I thought he was novel inspiration worthy! I attempted to go down myself since I have no intention of asking for this person's help but.. As soon as I moved the branch broke.. I closed my eye and prepared for the impact.. I kept waiting for it.. And thought "wow falling surely slows down time" I got impatient and opened my eyes.. All I saw.. Was a red liquid near me.. I checked my head if it was bleeding that bad.. And to my surprise I was perfectly fine!

"THANK YOU GOD FOR THE MIRACLE!" I shouted.. The happiness I felt cannot be described.. I was going to walk away when I remembered my glasses fell somewhere.. I searched for it for a while and when I found it and put them on.. I was mortified.. The guy that was mocking me.. Was bleeding.. It didn't even cross my mind that he was still there when this happened "The guy! He.. Sa-saved.. Me?" was the only thing I could say.. I was in complete panic mode.. Nobody was there.. I leant close to him to check his injury.. It was really bad.. He was too heavy for me to carry.. So I rushed to the hospital only to realize that doctor was out of town..

"Luck! Why do you have to do this to me now?!" I pounded the door to the clinic due to my frustration.. And quickly rushed to my home where my father just returned from hiking

"Mary why ar-"

"No time to explain!"

I dragged my dad to where I left the guy that saved me.. He carefully lifted him and brought him back to the house.. We placed him on my bed and dad got some herbs and healed him as much as he can.. My mom just came back from her afternoon gossip with the other women of the town.. And was in shock to see a stranger at our house.. Let alone and injured one.. That didn't stop her to gossip it to her friends though.. My dad listened to my story and patted my back "it's not your fault mary" he said with a don't worry look.. i was now left alone with a stranger.. Who just saved my life..

"Hey" I said.. I was running out of ideas.. But I remembered a novel I read once.. That talking to people who are unconscious may help them get better! Although I remember it being a fictional story.. I was willing to try anything..

"I know I've caused you a lot of pain" *looks at the injury* "I'm really sorry" tears started dropping from me.. I was getting emotional.. For reasons that.. I don't know.. I never even saw him up close than today.. It was weird that I somehow felt attached.. Was this pity? Or something more powerful?..

I fell asleep guarding him.. I heard someone downstairs..

"Doctor! Thank goodness you're here! He's up there"

The moment I heard that it was doctor.. I was relieved.. Finally I know he'll be safe and get treated properly.. The doctor approached him and went on putting medicine in the injury and stuff I don't now what was for.. it went on for hours and hours.. it felt like ages.. the doctor went downstairs where we were at and said

"He's in a coma"

His words pierced me like a knife going through my body over and over again.. I didn't wait for him to finish what he was saying.. He's in a coma and it was all my fault.. There was nothing else I needed to know.. I isolated myself in the library.. Crying my eyes out.. Remembering that if it wasn't for my novel… I paused for a moment.. I searched through the shelves and found what I was looking for… the novel that I've been working on since I was a kid.. I looked at it.. And it only made me remember what happened… I ripped it apart like a wild animal.. And threw it on the floor.. I got a piece of paper.. And wrote down "LIBRARY CLOSED UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE" and hanged it on the entrance of the library..

My mom was passing by when she saw me looking at my own sign.. And said

" mary! Books are your life! You told me that when you were just little.. How could you give up on it?"

"I made a boy go into a state of coma mother is that not a valid reason?"

"It wasn-"

"It was!"

"If I wasn't caught up with my own fantasies.. With junk that isn't even true.. He would've been ok" tears started to come down again..

"You don't even know him and yet you act like that?"

"HE saved my life.. I was the one that was supposed to be laying there!"

"Yet you aren't! It was god's will that did this not the books and certainly not you!What has gotten into you? You have never talked back to me like this before.. if this was the cause of this boy.. I'm sorry mary.. Next thing in the morning we'll send him back to his farm and doctor will do the rest"

"You… You have no heart.." was all I managed to say before I walked away…