My Favorite Color
A/N: Again, this is another original adapted to a fan fiction so that I could happily share it with you!
Constructive criticism is accepted and very much appreciated! this is rated T for TEEN due to creepyness. People of the internet, you have been warned. SHION POV.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Higurashi or anything else famous that people may have heard of before reading this. All I own is the story.
…A favorite color?
You ask such silly questions,
Like my favorite food,
Or which music I prefer.
Are you trying to invade my thoughts?
Learn my secrets?
Become a spy of my mind?
I won't let you.
I can't let you.
But you seem intent on learning my favorite color.
"Please,"
You beg,
"It's just your favorite color.
What harm could it bring?"
So I smile at you.
"Okay,"
I agree.
But I have a few:
I love white as it shines in the stars,
And I also love it on your pale face filled with terror.
I also like silver in the shining moon,
But more on my sparkling knife as it cuts through soft flesh.
But most of all,
I like crimson red as it brightens a rose,
And as it sparkles in the form of sticky blood.
Your sticky, crimson red blood.
A/N: Please please PLEASE review! I really would like it if you'd tell me how I did. Thank you!