Hey everyone. This story starts off with a little description of Karen's
life. The other characters won't appear until the next chapter, but they're
coming, don't worry. I'm a fan of Karen and Jack as a couple, so you might
expect to see a little bit of a romance between them. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Harvest Moon and are all property of Natsume
Every tale begins with man. That man then undergoes hardships, happiness, and other misfortunes or fortunes along the way. By the end of the tale, that man is happy, joyous, and perfect. This tale is not alike the norm. It is a story of misfortune and grief, yet there are spurts of happiness and laughter. The ending is that of which is hard to describe. It cannot really be told on what the ending is, but throughout this story, many possible endings may appear in your head. Can you choose the correct one? Or will you be left to crumble apart like the others who have read this; melting away in tears of sadness and joy, heart stopped with fear, and nervous with anxiety. Can you survive this story? It's not like most...it's about Harvest Moon and the tale of Karen and her pals in High School.
They walk, hand in hand, and tear in tear up the lone and solitary hill. Walking in unison like a marching band with their music playing so loudly for all to hear. They have nothing to fear now; it's all been let out into the open. Such a tragic year; such a memorable life.
6 Months Earlier...
The radio blares as the alarm causes a stir in the young 16 year old Karen. A little roll to the left, lift of the arm, and the push of the button allows for more sleep time. A good 10 minutes pass. The alarm rings again. Karen struggles to lift her head, but manages to get a quick peak of the clock. It's 7:30! She was late; very late.
Jumping out of bed and running into the bathroom, Karen soon realizes that today is the big game. She had waited all week for this game; it was finally time for her to show Forget High what she's made of. Mineral High was all siked for this game; they were going to crush their rivals.
(Flashback)
"Don't worry sweetie, you won't have any trouble at all making the team. They won't even have to look at you twice before they give you the starting position of point guard."
"Thanks mom. I hope you're right." Karen was still iffy about this whole thing. She knew that she wasn't having a hot hand during the try- outs, but she thought that maybe they'd see through that. She was a great player, hands down.
The players were all lined up on the bleachers while they were being given the normal "sympathy talk" about those who didn't make the team. It's always the same "you're all winners, and that's what counts. We can just only have 15 players on the team..." It is all bull if you ask me.
The players who made the team were called up, one by one. About seven people had been called and Karen started to get worried. The coach continues to call off names, but not hers. The 14th player was called and there was only room for one more.
"And last, but certainly not least...our very own...Ann"
Karen's heart crumbled at the sound of that name. Her best friend, her true pal, took her position on the team. She couldn't believe this was happening.
Ann came running over and gave Karen a big hug. She was on the verge of tears by now. Her throat aching from holding back the tears and her heart bursting with feelings that were so unbearable.
"You are so much better than me Karen...you deserved my spot"
"No, you earned it. Congrats."
Karen thought that the whole world had suddenly turned on her and there was nothing she could do about it. She just had to shake it off and go home. But before she could get a chance to do that, the coach called her into his office.
"I wanted to tell you something Karen."
"Anything Coach."
"I thought you should know that you're a phenomenal player and have decided that you will be our backup. I feel as if Eli will get hurt because she is so fragile. I said that I would only have 15 players on my team, but this year I'm making an exception. Welcome to the team Karen."
Karen felt like she had received a miracle. The weight in her heart was lifted off her shoulders and she felt as if she had something worth living for again. "I did it. I can't believe I did it."
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of Harvest Moon and are all property of Natsume
Every tale begins with man. That man then undergoes hardships, happiness, and other misfortunes or fortunes along the way. By the end of the tale, that man is happy, joyous, and perfect. This tale is not alike the norm. It is a story of misfortune and grief, yet there are spurts of happiness and laughter. The ending is that of which is hard to describe. It cannot really be told on what the ending is, but throughout this story, many possible endings may appear in your head. Can you choose the correct one? Or will you be left to crumble apart like the others who have read this; melting away in tears of sadness and joy, heart stopped with fear, and nervous with anxiety. Can you survive this story? It's not like most...it's about Harvest Moon and the tale of Karen and her pals in High School.
They walk, hand in hand, and tear in tear up the lone and solitary hill. Walking in unison like a marching band with their music playing so loudly for all to hear. They have nothing to fear now; it's all been let out into the open. Such a tragic year; such a memorable life.
6 Months Earlier...
The radio blares as the alarm causes a stir in the young 16 year old Karen. A little roll to the left, lift of the arm, and the push of the button allows for more sleep time. A good 10 minutes pass. The alarm rings again. Karen struggles to lift her head, but manages to get a quick peak of the clock. It's 7:30! She was late; very late.
Jumping out of bed and running into the bathroom, Karen soon realizes that today is the big game. She had waited all week for this game; it was finally time for her to show Forget High what she's made of. Mineral High was all siked for this game; they were going to crush their rivals.
(Flashback)
"Don't worry sweetie, you won't have any trouble at all making the team. They won't even have to look at you twice before they give you the starting position of point guard."
"Thanks mom. I hope you're right." Karen was still iffy about this whole thing. She knew that she wasn't having a hot hand during the try- outs, but she thought that maybe they'd see through that. She was a great player, hands down.
The players were all lined up on the bleachers while they were being given the normal "sympathy talk" about those who didn't make the team. It's always the same "you're all winners, and that's what counts. We can just only have 15 players on the team..." It is all bull if you ask me.
The players who made the team were called up, one by one. About seven people had been called and Karen started to get worried. The coach continues to call off names, but not hers. The 14th player was called and there was only room for one more.
"And last, but certainly not least...our very own...Ann"
Karen's heart crumbled at the sound of that name. Her best friend, her true pal, took her position on the team. She couldn't believe this was happening.
Ann came running over and gave Karen a big hug. She was on the verge of tears by now. Her throat aching from holding back the tears and her heart bursting with feelings that were so unbearable.
"You are so much better than me Karen...you deserved my spot"
"No, you earned it. Congrats."
Karen thought that the whole world had suddenly turned on her and there was nothing she could do about it. She just had to shake it off and go home. But before she could get a chance to do that, the coach called her into his office.
"I wanted to tell you something Karen."
"Anything Coach."
"I thought you should know that you're a phenomenal player and have decided that you will be our backup. I feel as if Eli will get hurt because she is so fragile. I said that I would only have 15 players on my team, but this year I'm making an exception. Welcome to the team Karen."
Karen felt like she had received a miracle. The weight in her heart was lifted off her shoulders and she felt as if she had something worth living for again. "I did it. I can't believe I did it."