Okay, we are going to get a little angsty here. Uh, maybe not just a
little, but you tell me. I don't think it goes over your normal 'angst
goodness'. So, on to chapter 15. And thank you Una. I don't know what I
would do without you. (She helps me stay on track most of the time. ^_~)
Also, thankies Princess Freeza, Nasiya, and nikki. Sorry it took so long.
^^'
Nappa's Love
Chapter 15
I pulled my knees up to me.
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks, leaving a burning trail of sorrow behind.
My body shook, as my mind spun.
"Mother...Father...I wanna die..."
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Gohan traced his fingers on the old paper.
His body shook as well.
Bra sniffed as she hugged the teddy bear she found.
Trunks just tightened the grip of his arms, which were crossed.
Pan sighed and shut her eyes as she pulled her legs closer.
Goten's eyes searched the floor.
His brother shook though.
His eyes ran around on the paper taking every fragment in.
It was a little bit crumbled, but not because of a hand. Because of tears.
Vegeta had cried.
And now Gohan felt the sorrow cursing through his veins. They all did.
But Goku's first son felt it deeper.
The puzzle of it all was slowly, piece by piece, coming together.
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I buried my head deeper in my knees.
Freeza said I would never become super saiyan.
And slowly I was starting to believe him.
You know what is the worst thing about this, journal?
That he was right.
As I sit here journal, at the leg of the GR, these memories consume me. And through these memories, I find, that he was right.
I am a failure journal!!!
I failed father, I've failed everyone!!!
I want to die journal; there is no purpose in living anymore.
I have no one, and no one cares.
No one is here, I stand alone.
I want to die journal, I want to die.
Nappa's Love
Chapter 15
I pulled my knees up to me.
Hot tears rolled down my cheeks, leaving a burning trail of sorrow behind.
My body shook, as my mind spun.
"Mother...Father...I wanna die..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~
Gohan traced his fingers on the old paper.
His body shook as well.
Bra sniffed as she hugged the teddy bear she found.
Trunks just tightened the grip of his arms, which were crossed.
Pan sighed and shut her eyes as she pulled her legs closer.
Goten's eyes searched the floor.
His brother shook though.
His eyes ran around on the paper taking every fragment in.
It was a little bit crumbled, but not because of a hand. Because of tears.
Vegeta had cried.
And now Gohan felt the sorrow cursing through his veins. They all did.
But Goku's first son felt it deeper.
The puzzle of it all was slowly, piece by piece, coming together.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I buried my head deeper in my knees.
Freeza said I would never become super saiyan.
And slowly I was starting to believe him.
You know what is the worst thing about this, journal?
That he was right.
As I sit here journal, at the leg of the GR, these memories consume me. And through these memories, I find, that he was right.
I am a failure journal!!!
I failed father, I've failed everyone!!!
I want to die journal; there is no purpose in living anymore.
I have no one, and no one cares.
No one is here, I stand alone.
I want to die journal, I want to die.
