This is an idea that just popped into my head during English class, we had
to do an assignment and write whatever we chose so I wrote this. It didn't
think that it was very good at all but as I typed it, it started to change
and soon enough became really good! ^_^ Any way's if any one actually
decides to read this thank you. If you review. No words will be able to
match how ecstatic I'll be. Flamers included! I want everyone's Opinion
@_@ The will be a lot or some made up stuff because I think that it would
go better with the story. Any who enjoy the story!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Gundam Wing.!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'Pain' is all I could see in front of me as my father was slammed, with a sickening crunch, against the wall, blood running from his stomach and onto the floor. I hear a faint scream as shots were fired and I knew my mother was gone as the scream was cut short. My younger brother kept chanting, 'I saw it.no you can't.I should've warned.' over and over as if he were in some kind of trance.
'Trapped' between the decision of trying to help one person and risking getting others injured as well. 'Run!' weaker it came this time. My brother was tugging on my sleeve. I looked down.
'Fear' Drowned in a child's eyes filled with the terrifying emotion. An, emotion, that should never be there. A blanket of sorrow confines my heart as I realize the decision I needed to make. 'Thump' 'thump' 'thump'. I'm am not sure if the rhythmic noise is my heart, or the shoes of the murderous intruders. 'RUN' came the raspy voice again.
'Loss' is what I felt as I turned to give my dying father one last hug. I whispered 'watch over us'. He rasps back 'It is OZ.they're after ko.' a pause as he coughs up more blood 'protect him with.your life.he.is.only.hope' he finished as his last breath left him regretfully. I heard a loud crash and faint mutterings from the men who had done horrid things to my mother as I hurriedly thanked my father as I scooped my younger brother into my arms and made a mad dash for the door. My older brother had previously escaped and I could hear him as he revved the engine of my father's Ford. My fear, for what was left of my family, was what is keeping me going. I jumped into the open door of the vehicle as my older brother yelled things that hit deft ears.
'Scarred' as the broken shards of the window pierced my back as I hold my brother closer. I could here as the gunshots were fired as we sped roughly on the rode to get away from danger. I looked up to my older brother at the wheel to see a silent tear fall down his face as a scowl danced across his features. A whimpered met my ears as I remembered that there was a form underneath the protection of my body. I move slightly to give him some space. I wince slightly as broken shards of glass move in my back. I can feel blood oozing slowly out of the wounds but I don't complain. What could we do on the run? "Are you okay?" I whisper trying to keep the pain from penetrating my voice. He whimpers and nods his head in an affirmative answer as he continues to cry.
'Memories' of a violated childhood are what we will have to go back to. But we will always have each other and to us, that's all that matters. We will try to be happy and make something of our selves.
'A Promise' to 'never' stoop to the level of our parents murderer's and the murder of our innocence. We will pay them back!
My older brother, Hiroshi, pulled out into an empty junkyard and announced that we had arrived loudly. My younger brother, Shingo, had, by this time, fallen into a restless sleep and the yell had awakened him. I opened the door to get out of the vehicle before he could notice the wounds, but quickly had to lean against the door of the vehicle for the world around me seemed to spin. I faintly heard my brother yell Hiroshi's name as I lost consciousness to the world around me.
~ Shingo p.o.v~
The car came to a halt as Hiroshi boomed in a loud voice for us to get out of the car. I looked up groggily to see my sister, Usagi, Backing slowly out of the car. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and started to get out as well. Suddenly my sister gripped the side of the car and fell back against it.
"USAGI!" I yelled, but she didn't seem to respond. Hurriedly my eyes started to prick with tears as I tried to think rationally. I thought stuck in my mind of glass and then it hit me.
*Flashback*
The ford screeched out of the driveway and a shattering of glass was heard. A muffled yelp was heard as glass pierced the back of a girl. 'That is what must be happening with.'
*End Flashback*
"HIROSHI!!!!" I yelled as loud as I possibly could. He came around the corner at top speed.
"What's the Shin-..." he paused, "what is the matter with Usagi?" he questioned as he arrived near they car.
"She is hurt! It's her back!" I stated frantically hoping he could hurry and help her. There had been to much death and pain as it was.
"Hurry get out here and help me pick her up. I can take her to my spot here. It is clean and will give us room to work!" With that the two boys headed towards a small cabin like place in the woods nearby the junkyard.
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O.K so tell me...... IT SUCKED DIDN"T IT!!!-_-; Oh well I happen to think that it was FANTASTICIMO. SO THERE=P *giggle* any way Review my story whenever you get a chance. I t would be great. And I absolutely LOVE to reply to emails so if you're the. Few... people who don't think that I am deranged leave your address and I'll email back. Bai bai
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Gundam Wing.!!! *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
'Pain' is all I could see in front of me as my father was slammed, with a sickening crunch, against the wall, blood running from his stomach and onto the floor. I hear a faint scream as shots were fired and I knew my mother was gone as the scream was cut short. My younger brother kept chanting, 'I saw it.no you can't.I should've warned.' over and over as if he were in some kind of trance.
'Trapped' between the decision of trying to help one person and risking getting others injured as well. 'Run!' weaker it came this time. My brother was tugging on my sleeve. I looked down.
'Fear' Drowned in a child's eyes filled with the terrifying emotion. An, emotion, that should never be there. A blanket of sorrow confines my heart as I realize the decision I needed to make. 'Thump' 'thump' 'thump'. I'm am not sure if the rhythmic noise is my heart, or the shoes of the murderous intruders. 'RUN' came the raspy voice again.
'Loss' is what I felt as I turned to give my dying father one last hug. I whispered 'watch over us'. He rasps back 'It is OZ.they're after ko.' a pause as he coughs up more blood 'protect him with.your life.he.is.only.hope' he finished as his last breath left him regretfully. I heard a loud crash and faint mutterings from the men who had done horrid things to my mother as I hurriedly thanked my father as I scooped my younger brother into my arms and made a mad dash for the door. My older brother had previously escaped and I could hear him as he revved the engine of my father's Ford. My fear, for what was left of my family, was what is keeping me going. I jumped into the open door of the vehicle as my older brother yelled things that hit deft ears.
'Scarred' as the broken shards of the window pierced my back as I hold my brother closer. I could here as the gunshots were fired as we sped roughly on the rode to get away from danger. I looked up to my older brother at the wheel to see a silent tear fall down his face as a scowl danced across his features. A whimpered met my ears as I remembered that there was a form underneath the protection of my body. I move slightly to give him some space. I wince slightly as broken shards of glass move in my back. I can feel blood oozing slowly out of the wounds but I don't complain. What could we do on the run? "Are you okay?" I whisper trying to keep the pain from penetrating my voice. He whimpers and nods his head in an affirmative answer as he continues to cry.
'Memories' of a violated childhood are what we will have to go back to. But we will always have each other and to us, that's all that matters. We will try to be happy and make something of our selves.
'A Promise' to 'never' stoop to the level of our parents murderer's and the murder of our innocence. We will pay them back!
My older brother, Hiroshi, pulled out into an empty junkyard and announced that we had arrived loudly. My younger brother, Shingo, had, by this time, fallen into a restless sleep and the yell had awakened him. I opened the door to get out of the vehicle before he could notice the wounds, but quickly had to lean against the door of the vehicle for the world around me seemed to spin. I faintly heard my brother yell Hiroshi's name as I lost consciousness to the world around me.
~ Shingo p.o.v~
The car came to a halt as Hiroshi boomed in a loud voice for us to get out of the car. I looked up groggily to see my sister, Usagi, Backing slowly out of the car. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and started to get out as well. Suddenly my sister gripped the side of the car and fell back against it.
"USAGI!" I yelled, but she didn't seem to respond. Hurriedly my eyes started to prick with tears as I tried to think rationally. I thought stuck in my mind of glass and then it hit me.
*Flashback*
The ford screeched out of the driveway and a shattering of glass was heard. A muffled yelp was heard as glass pierced the back of a girl. 'That is what must be happening with.'
*End Flashback*
"HIROSHI!!!!" I yelled as loud as I possibly could. He came around the corner at top speed.
"What's the Shin-..." he paused, "what is the matter with Usagi?" he questioned as he arrived near they car.
"She is hurt! It's her back!" I stated frantically hoping he could hurry and help her. There had been to much death and pain as it was.
"Hurry get out here and help me pick her up. I can take her to my spot here. It is clean and will give us room to work!" With that the two boys headed towards a small cabin like place in the woods nearby the junkyard.
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O.K so tell me...... IT SUCKED DIDN"T IT!!!-_-; Oh well I happen to think that it was FANTASTICIMO. SO THERE=P *giggle* any way Review my story whenever you get a chance. I t would be great. And I absolutely LOVE to reply to emails so if you're the. Few... people who don't think that I am deranged leave your address and I'll email back. Bai bai