Cinnamon: hehe.. okay so... i decided to make a one-shot while I came up for more ideas...

Tsuna: and a depressing story was what you wanted?

Cinnamon: of COURSE!

Tsuna: you say it like I've missed something obvious...

Cinnamon: *deadpans* of course not...

*Cinnamon skips to a stage that magically appears*

Cinnamon: okay Tsuna... please put up our disclaimer!

Tsuna: *climbs on stage* Cinnamon does NOT own KHR nor the Picture... just the... Depressing story-line...

Cinnamon: if you do not like depression, thoughts of suicide, Nana-bashing, or Character death... TURN BACK NOW!

hhh = Tsuna

'hhh' = Tsuna's thoughts

~Angels live on Earth. ~

~They are the ones who hide from the world.~

~They are the ones who inflict self harm on themselves.~

~Why? You ask?~

~Because these angles face pain and hardships from Earth~

~Pain and hardships we read about...~

~Joke and tease about...~

~The pain and hardships we all help cause.~

~Not many of these angels believe that they are angels~

~Because they hate themselves~

~once again you ask why?~

~because, they could be the boy who is abused at home...~

~the teen girl pregnant from rape...~

~the husband who ,lost his wife and children...~

~The kid abandoned by everybody...~

~The poor person teased for bad grades...~

~The sickly, weak, hungry, homeless~

~you or me...~

~Sometimes the angels find peace and harmony in their lives and stop the harm~

~but other times, the angel sends themselves back to heaven~

~for they never hear...~

~never feel...~

~never understand~

~they are truly perfect...~

~that they are angels...~

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Why do angels not exist?

Another day passes and all He can do is blankly stare at the Report card in His pale hands. His honey-brown eyes were dull and lifeless, but that's how they've been for years. He couldn't help that He was no-good.

'I got a 0 again. Typical for the useless no-good fool I am'

These thoughts play in His mind over and over again, causing a lonely sadness to burn at her heart. But, never does He cry. He wasn't cries in 5 years, since the day she found out the horrid truth.

'I am unloved, unwanted. Nobody cares. They don't even cast me a second glance.'

True to His thoughts... It started 5 years ago. His father was always out "Doing business", and that was only to be found a lie. What His father was really doing was having a affair with another lady. When His mother found out,She filed a divorce document and force His father to sign. It was right right after the divorce that the bullies began to torture Him.

He had been getting bad grades because of the hell going through his life. It was bad enough He was always clumsy, but now He is getting horrible grades. The bullies had found their target. They began call him "no-good" and "useless"

His mother and siblings still cared for Him though. With them, He knew He could live and survive through the torment. His mother still woke Him up in the morning with the smell of bacon, pancakes, and eggs. His brother Lambo, and His sister I-pin still played with Him. These three People were enough to bring a smile to His pale face.

But who knew family and friends could be your worst enemy? The one you betrayed and hurt you the most?

2 years, It had been 2 years & the terror never stopped. Most of the friends that He did have had turned on Him. The 7 people other than His family who He could say cared for Him, had left. Now, nobody but His family could care.

Oh how wrong that could be.

It was one of His Typical days. He had just escaped the bullies from their daily terror and now thought He was safe. He heard that the house was quiet and quickly thought of the worst. Who wouldn't after living His life?

Looking all around the house He Finally found His Siblings. They were patching up bruises and cuts, looking like they were trying to hide a fight.

"What happ-"

He never finished His sentence because, the second His voice sounded within the room, I-pin and Lambo turned to him with hate and terror in their eyes.

"Don't come n-near us. Your no good. You bring bad luck to all around you. Just go away." Lambo sounded scared, like something had happened, and He knew it was all His fault. There was also venom in Lambo's voice. He sounded mad. Once again, He knew it was His fault. How did he know it? Lambo typically blames everything on Him, but I-pin is always scolding him for his words. Now, now her eyes are filled with self-sorrow and she is silent.

Even with the stinging words that pierces through His heart, not a tear comes out. His eyes stay blank and lifeless, He pushes past the two people who out of three, were the closest to Him.

'I caused this. I deserve to die. Everyone is right. I am no-good. I just bring misfortune where ever I got'

He never did understand 'Love'. He knew that people cared for Him, but love? No, that feeling never processed through Him.

A year and a half passes by. By this point His mother had become a drunk. The smoked the house down and was never caught. He knew she only did that because she too could not handle life's pressures. He thought His mother still cared.

That's why He wasn't expecting that day when He came home and His mother began to yell. No, He wasn't expecting the hate in those words and the looks and glares sent His way. And, the worst of all was when He saw her raise her hand. He knew what was coming after, but could help but moan in not just physical pain, but emotional.

"Alone! Alone! You're so ALONE!"

Alone? Was He alone? This one word has rang in His head many times. When He was bullied, when His friends left Him, When His siblings betrayed Him, And when He felt the smack on his cheek, He knew His mom wasn't there for Him anymore.

"Ah... I must be alone, I must be born to die alone, hated."

He Cried only for a second as He stood alone on the edge. After the entire time why didn't He just do this? why didn't He jump? Oh well...

Closing His eyes, He slowly falls, knowing He shall never cry... but only sing. And if anybody was there to see, they would have seen the pure white wings wrap around His body.

Angels do exist we just never pay attention.

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~Angels live on Earth. ~

~They are the ones who hide from the world.~

~They are the ones who inflect self harm on themselves.~

~Why? You ask?~

~Because these angles face pain and hardships from Earth~

~Pain and hardships we read about...~

~Joke and tease about...~

~The pain and hardships we all help cause.~

~Not many of these angels believe that they are angels~

~Because they hate themselves~

~once again you ask why?~

~because, they could be the boy who is abused at home...~

~the teen girl pregnant from rape...~

~the husband who ,lost his wife and children...~

~The kid abandoned by everybody...~

~The poor person teased for bad grades...~

~The sickly, weak, hungry, homeless~

~you or me...~

~Sometimes the angels find peace and harmony in their lives and stop the harm~

~but other times, the angel sends themselves back to heaven~

~for they never hear...~

~never feel...~

~never understand~

~they are truly perfect...~

~that they are angels...~

Cinnamon: DONE!

Tsuna: you know that.. a lot of people may be upset right?

Cinnamon: I don't CARE~~~~!

Tsuna: I'm hiding when the mob comes...

Cinnamon: *grabs Tsuna* Hell~ No! You're staying right here... You know how to fight and use your HDW... *grabs items from thin air* and here is your stuff to fight with...

Tsuna: we don't even know how bad the mob will be...

Cinnamon: yea but... you must remember I've not written in my other stories for a while soooo...

Tsuna: I get your point...

Cinnamon: Okay everybody... this was only a one-shot.. don't kill me nor Tsu-chan and PLEASE don't hunt me down for not updating my other stories...BYE-BEE!