I'm sorry guys. I haven't written anything in a long time.
You see, I've never been impressed with my writing, always trying to improve. I always had failed. I think now, I finally have found the kind of writing I need- To finally get where I want to be with my writing.
Thanks for all of the feedback you have given me on my previous stories, which I hope to soon continue.
I don't own Shugo Chara.
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It was hopeless,
I was useless,
I am lost.
Life just doesn't feel the same anymore, Is it worth living?
It wasn't until recently, that I had begun to feel this way. Memories disappearing, my thoughts being wiped away. I knew then, that It had happened.
Back in the end of August, I had always had a peculiar interest with the wind- The sun- The stars.
Right now, I miss the sight of the stars, the warmth of the sun~ and as well the soft breeze that I received from the wind.
You probably have no Idea what I mean, confusion, and curiosity is most likely what you sense right now. That's right.
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I was walking home from school again; Now being in the second year of Middle School. I sighed, the way I normally did, when I hadn't an Idea of what to do. Arriving home, I flopped onto my bed, and closed my eyes. It was time to think.
Last week I had moved away from my parents house… From my mother, my father… and my little sister.
We had a fight.
Its been pulling me apart- Needing to move away from home at the Age of 14. I stared over at the open glass window, waiting for his return. The breeze chilled me, made me want to close it- but I couldn't. It must wait.
Hours past, nobody came. I hesitated for a moment, but then shamefully closed the door.
"Where are you?" I asked myself aloud, failing to retrieve any answers from the lingering air around me. That's when It hit me. Flat in the face, actually.
'It wasn't right'
I sat up again, looking over at the now shut glass door. The trees outside swayed slowly, back and fourth. I felt dizzy, just like last time. I slowly lowered myself downwards, trying to prevent myself from passing out, when I heard it. That noise. I slightly smiled, at the sound of the door opening, and those quiet footsteps rushing over to me, making sure, no, Insuring that I was alright.
I felt shaking, my vision was black- I was out.
"A-Amu!" The voice quietly, but meaningfully spoke.
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My eyes slowly fluttered open, seeing one in front of me, or beside me if you counted the fact that my head was sideways. His hand was placed on my forehead, I felt it. His hands were cold.
"Are you alright…? You seem overheated, yet it is freezing in here." They said, then I leaned myself over to give him a tight hug.
"You came… Thank you." I whispered to them, then rested the side of my head on his shoulder. Bits of his hair covered my face.
"Of course I did, I promised you." He smiled, then moved one of his arms on top of my head. I didn't say anything after that for awhile, I wasn't sure what to say.
I sighed in my head, I had looked over at my clock. It was already 11:30 PM. I had been out for five and a half hours, worrying the hell out of Ikuto. It wasn't like he really cared though- He just was here, because I asked him too be here- as simple as that.
"Ikuto?" I asked, waiting for him to eventually reply.
"Yeah?" He seemed to wonder, what I had been requesting.
"Why are you always here? To protect me- to help me, when I need it?" I asked. I wanted the truth; I was ready.
"…Because Amu, …" He stopped. To me, It seemed like he was trying to find the correct words to phrase this answer right.
"Because, I love you Amu." He replied, then a small smirk that said 'I'm not lying, and you know it.', I smiled.
"I… Love you too, Ikuto." I said, then wondering what to say next. "But- You were there when, I needed the most help. Why where you… there?" Ikuto shuffled his lower body, turning to face me a bit more.
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"No! I wont do it!" Amu shouted, then ran to her room. He father quickly chased after her. "Yes you will! Obey me now, Or leave this world!" He shouted, waving a deadly, steel knife around. "I don't understand- Why?!" She backed away, hitting her bedroom door. She quickly swung around, opening the door, then slamming it shut. She did not want him- to enter this room.
She sobbed, until her throat was sore- her face was wet and red, just waiting for him to enter. She was glad that, her mother was not here, that her sister was not here. They didn't need to get harmed, on her account.
The doorknob quickly turned, revealing Amu's dad behind it when it swung open. She had never seen suck anger in his face before, not in his words, nor the expressions he was showing when he spoke to her. She had collapsed onto her bed, waiting for that painful death that would soon complete her, what her life was made to end at. There was no turning point from here, none at all.
"I can still stop this, if you do what I say! This doesn't need to happen!" Her dad said, lightly quieter than he had previously spoken.
I sat there, staring at him as he inched closer, with the shining knife still in his hands. If I refused, I had no other option but to die- But If I had agreed, worse consequences would befall me.
"No! I refuse! I will not- Do something for a horrible person like you! Especially because of how you treat me, what you have done to yourself, me, and my mother!" She yelled back at him, just waiting for herself to feel the pain, of the blade piercing her heart, of the scene of her blood dripping away from her limp body. She would rather die, than continue what had been done to her, the last three months.
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It was in may sometime. When my mother and father's divorce was finished. I remembered that quite clearly. I wasn't allowed to leave my father. He wouldn't let me, neither would the court. I knew this would happen. Ami and my mother, they are safe. That is all the mattered. Ami was unharmed, while my mother- it was unspeakable what he had done to her. I shall not mention it, not a single word. None.
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The current situation is what puzzled me, seeing my father go out on such a murderous rage. It has never happened, this bad before. I wish not right now, to mention why.
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My heart raced, seeing him lift his arm upwards, getting ready to plunge into me. It was unbearable, but I needed to withstand it, the pain. I was ready for it. I have been… even before. When I knew.
"Then Die!" He shouted, lunging the knife downwards. I closed my eyes. I did not feel any pain, I could not hear. I could not see- even with my eyes open.
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"I knew what was happening to you, I have known, for quite awhile." He looked upset, as if he wanted to help me sooner than he already did. " I wished, to save you earlier. To help you, before he had gotten this far." He looked down. "But- there was nowhere, where you could have been safe until now. I am sorry." He said at last.
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It was my end, right now. I felt the life drain out of me, I was weak. My scars from my punishments the hour before had not ached anymore, not could I feel anything else. I could see.
In front of me, was him. The one with Blue hair- who I could not remember at this time. He had blocked the attack on me, with himself. He bled, from his arm that was stabbed, the wound was highly unnerving. It didn't seem right.
Before I knew it, He had picked me up, and had begun carrying me away from that horrible place, where my murderer- would have been.
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