LOST AND FOUND
When a little girl finds the books that tell her of her mothers past she begins to understand the meaning behind her mother's tears. But will it be enough to understand everything?
I do not own beyblade I only own Jade Kinowa so far and her daughter. All others except the ones I make up are not mine.
A long time ago, my mother use to tell me legends of the great beybladers and there faithful bitbeasts that fought along side of them. She would describe them in such detail that made you wonder if she actually had been there. Every night before I would lay my head down to sleep, she would tell me another story that would have me dreaming imaginary dreams only I could see. However, as the stories went on my mother's voice would become weak and full of sadness as if she were crying, though no tears would fall from her eyes. I remember her telling of the great Blade Breakers and Demolition Boys. Of the White Tigers, All Stars, and Majestics. In her tales, she told me how a young boy although not the leader but a strong fierce blader had saved the world with all of his friends at his side.
But then one day as I waited in bed for my story eager to hear what happed next my mother told me there were no more stories.
I had asked her why she no longer told me stories but all she could tell me was that there were no more to tell. No more stories, legends and fairy tales no more of anything. As I pressed deeper I noticed tears would form and she would avoid telling me something of importance.
I stopped pushing the subject and decided to find out another way. I remembered my mother keeping diaries of her childhood in the attic. Maybe I could find out something in there. After all her stories seemed too descriptive to be just fairytales. As I snuck up the stairs during the middle of the night with only a lamp for light, and into the attic I searched all around until an unusual black box with gold lettering caught my attention. I pulled it in front of me and as I read the inscription all I could make out was a poem and my mother's name.
All my past
And all my love
Taken away
By the hands of god
Heartache and tears
Is all I have
But if you wait
By heavens gate
Until the day
We meet again
If emptiness and loneliness
Doesn't kill me in the process
Then I will meet you again
One day far from now
My Dearest Love
Jade Kinowa
As I opened the box all I found were journals dating back to when my mother was my age. But the weirdest part was the little book that held pictures of her and three other girls standing with people I've never seen before. But as I looked closer they seemed so close to the people from my mother's stories. As I picked up the first journal I started to read.
Dear Diary….
Ok guys so what did you think so far? Please review and tell me if you guys like it so far. I'm sorry it's not very long but I will make my chapters in the future longer. Oh yeah I'll get more into who the girl is that's speaking later on but that would ruin too much of the surprise if I told you now. But you probably already figured out who she is.