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Chapter 4: Mistake!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ms. James opened up her email that evening to find a reply to her own email. The reviewer had written back and had included his poetry!
'Whoa, he's talented,' she thought, writing a reply to the person.
! Message
To: Ryou changeofheartlightduelmonster.baka
From: Dark Bunnies darkbunnies668ihateyou.hop
Subject: Wow
Message:
Dear Ryou,
You are not talent less!! I loved your poems, they were awesome! You are being too hard on yourself! I see we have something in common. Your first poem, it sounds like someone hurts you every day, making you want to cry. Does that person beat you? Abuse you? Hurt you physically or emotionally or mentally? It seems so. You can tell me. I can't do anything about it anyway. I don't know your last name or where you live, I don't know who does it, and you aren't pressured to tell.
You can trust me, I will tell the truth to you. If you must know something about me besides my poetry, I will tell. My name is Crescent. It means 'creative.' My mom named me that when she was in her "artistic hippie" stage. It is funny to laugh about sometimes.
What else can I tell you? I don't know. I am sixteen. My parents fight a lot. Can you relate to that? Or maybe you don't have parents, I wish I didn't.
Whatever you want to confide with me, is alright with me, after all I could be halfway around the world. You never know.
Crescent a.k.a. Dark Bunnies
! End of message
She clicked the neon green send button and returned to her ancient video games.
! Ryou's POV, on the computer
I open the email from the poet to find a compliment! And her name, it sounds so exotic. I kind of feel bad for her situation; both her parents fight with each other. But, at least she has both parents, and they are always there!
I decide to wait for a day before I reply; after all, I should really be asleep. However, I cannot lie down, my back hurts worse than ever, and I think a thorn from the whip got ledged in there somehow. I'll just bandage the bruises and head over to Yugi's, but only after I am fully sure his Yami won't sense my pain!
! Crescent's POV, in her room, trying to sleep
All those words, they spin round me like verbs I only wish I had the courage to carry out. It is like they ignore me constantly, aspiring to be their own people. Instead I am stuck their child, one so awfully ignored. It is like all these hammers are trying to murder me, but the second they get too close, I break my hands keeping them away.
"This is your entire damn Fault! You just couldn't keep. . ." I hear my 'father' say. He is more like a person who should be there, but never is. He argues and bickers with my 'mom' always blaming her or another for me. That is all I will ever be- a mistake.
"Through the moonlit stars I see, All of us three together, All of us free forever, Through the stars I see. Happy smiles, And Joyful Tears. Holding heads without fears. All of us there together, As a family."
That song is one I never was sung, only people that cared for one another could sing that to their daughter. I'm not a daughter, I'm a mistake. I can remember them fighting, like they never wanted a relationship with each other, only a fling. Maybe that is the reason I am such an outcast, I was never loved by anyone, ever. No friends, no family, no nothing.
I am sick of it, they both won't just shut up! I climb out of bed and slip my feet into icy black boots. Who cares if I leave in my pajamas? They look like normal clothes, black fleece pants and a tight black tank top a little small for me. let me see what there is to do tonight? As if automatic, my fingers grasp a pony-tail tie in their clutches and attempt to tie my ear- length, spiky, black hair back into a half-pony, but they can't. I drop the idea as soon as I get it. the window's torn screen catches onto my hair as usual, but get untangled very quickly. I jump down the rose ladder and into the dark alleyway. Unfortunately, I had failed to notice that the voices of my mother and father had stopped, and the cling of the door had been shut.
Lights black my view as a heavy bike of something crushes me beneath it, black clouds my view and my eyes begin to shut as I fight for consciousness, too late, two shadowed faces stare at me. one in hysterical tears that fall onto my face, the other almost as shocked. I fall into nothingness.
Ow. . .
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Ryou's POV, Bathroom
Ow. . .
I wish he wouldn't hurt me like this! 'Painkillers ahoy,' I think as I swallow the great pills of my present!
Time for Yugi's! I grab a jacket and walk my way down the block and into the doors of the game shop, giving a quick greeting to Yugi's Grandfather.
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