My tale
I was once a child in the time of Kira, a simple child by the name of Rikashi Tan.
Every year seemed to get worse, kills increasing.
I was a darkly shadow in the picture, moving everything to one, hard place.
I was the world's greatest detective's only niece, who seemed to disappear.
Uncle L died from Kira, and these stupidly real "Shinigami" appeared.
There was a Shinigami named Rem, and another named Ryuk, whom I fed apples.
He wanted apples, lots of apples.
Ryuk was a midnight black creature of death. Firstly I was scared half to death, then I grew fond of the cheeky Shinigami.
Rem was a white, sarcastic Shinigami whom I found protective of Adoptive Mother Misa.
I was four when Kira started killing innocent villains. Even ones that only hid and only was drunk.
Gypsies are drunk humans(mainly dead ones).
Mainly because I went with Kira, but survived the greatest battle ever, being Kira vs N(which was Near, Nate River).
N, being the acronym for Near's name.
L was a mindless figure, caring for sweet lollies. I didn't care so much, and read Skulduggery Pleasant, which was quite good.
Selling an Australian book in the Kanto region of Japan, I don't think so. Selling one, weird.
I was a simple mind in the kill, support, and love battle, and this was my recording of a tale which never ceased.
I am now nineteen, being four all those years ago in Kira's time, and I, Rikashi Tan, will never forget those events.
Caused by Kira.
The End
Kira's psycho, and the only people I like are Matsuda, L(My favourite), Misa, and Sayu and Sachiko Yagami(poor Yagami family, the males got murdered).
I feel sorry for the Yagami family