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Diary POV
Dear Diary,
I'm going to tell you about my day, Diary. Well, actually, since it was awful, Ill just skip to when I was going home today.
I was hurrying. I wanted to get to the well, before Inuyasha came to fetch me. Ah, well. But I heard this boy talking to a girl. She looked repulsed, like what he was telling her was the most disgusting thing she had ever heard. I thought so too.
"- just make a little cut. Just a little one, only big enough to draw blood. Even just a scratch. But it has to hurt. It takes all your troubles away." He was saying. I shook my head in disgust, and ran for home.
Later I was chopping vegetables for dinner. I was lost in thought. I was thinking about Inuyasha. That stubborn, lazy, stupid...... sorry. But I was mad at him, and I guess I was chopping a little hard. Actually, I was cutting with way too much force, but I didn't care. Why should I care? I had been handling that knife for years and it never once hurt-
"Ow!" I cried out. The knife had come down on my finger. I shed a tear, Im ashamed to say. Why would I cry over a little thing like this?! Why?! Ive endured much worse without a single tear.
It didn't occur to me until later that it had stopped hurting. I mean, you would think me silly if I told you my troubles. But its so hard belonging in two different times. Its so hard. And in addition, the man I love just thinks I'm a- a- a- a shard detector!
As if that weren't enough, Grandpa is dying. A tear drops on the page as I write. Grandpa.... my wonderful, funny grandfather..... I have to go.
But I just hope... when I cut my hand, I stopped hurting. I dont want to give in to the pain and cut. I don't want to be some cutter. I never was before. But Im so tempted. What can I do?
Kagome
Diary POV
Dear Diary,
I'm going to tell you about my day, Diary. Well, actually, since it was awful, Ill just skip to when I was going home today.
I was hurrying. I wanted to get to the well, before Inuyasha came to fetch me. Ah, well. But I heard this boy talking to a girl. She looked repulsed, like what he was telling her was the most disgusting thing she had ever heard. I thought so too.
"- just make a little cut. Just a little one, only big enough to draw blood. Even just a scratch. But it has to hurt. It takes all your troubles away." He was saying. I shook my head in disgust, and ran for home.
Later I was chopping vegetables for dinner. I was lost in thought. I was thinking about Inuyasha. That stubborn, lazy, stupid...... sorry. But I was mad at him, and I guess I was chopping a little hard. Actually, I was cutting with way too much force, but I didn't care. Why should I care? I had been handling that knife for years and it never once hurt-
"Ow!" I cried out. The knife had come down on my finger. I shed a tear, Im ashamed to say. Why would I cry over a little thing like this?! Why?! Ive endured much worse without a single tear.
It didn't occur to me until later that it had stopped hurting. I mean, you would think me silly if I told you my troubles. But its so hard belonging in two different times. Its so hard. And in addition, the man I love just thinks I'm a- a- a- a shard detector!
As if that weren't enough, Grandpa is dying. A tear drops on the page as I write. Grandpa.... my wonderful, funny grandfather..... I have to go.
But I just hope... when I cut my hand, I stopped hurting. I dont want to give in to the pain and cut. I don't want to be some cutter. I never was before. But Im so tempted. What can I do?
Kagome