Hey, I'm back with another fanfic, plz read, it's a bit short but I'll make
it longer next time ok, enjoy:
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Chapter 1 – Sakura's past, Sakura's present
Dear dairy
It's been years since my mother's untimely death. I still remember how it happened. My father and brother were out for the night and my mother and I were home alone, I was reading my favourite book to her. She smiled gracefully at me, like an angel from heaven. I felt so loved and warm.
But that had all changed when we heard the door break down. Mother picked me up and ran around the house looking for a place to hide me. I was asking her what was happening, she just told me "it'll be okay," but it wasn't.
I hid among my stuffed toys, pretending that I was a dolly. Mother was just about to hide when three men and one woman kicked down the door. Mother begged them to let her go; she promised them she wouldn't say a word. The women spit on my mother and just looked at her, saying "You're so pathetic." She lift her right hand, which was clutching a gun in her hand. She pulled the trigger and killed my mother. The sound of the bullet still rings in my ear, over and over, like a broken record.
My mother fell back and landed on me, her blood dripping on me, I watched has the people raided the house, looking for something valuable, so they can trade it in and receive money for it. I couldn't remember their faces, but my neighbour had heard the commotion and called the police. They caught the thieves and now they are still in jail.
I had always wanted to go there, to spit in there face, to show them how it feels, how much it hurts. I can still smell my mother blood, I washed my hands over and over again, but the scent still remains.
Today, I had visited my mother's grave. My father took a day off; he still cries over her at night, I've been watching him since the accident. It hurts me inside seeing him like this. My brother wasn't there, he was probably somewhere with his friends drinking or smoking something. He always treated father and me with kindness and respect, but he was never there for us. He changed after mother's death.
I always wished that something could have happened to those people who did this, it makes me so angry inside, that they had recked everyone's life.
My father still stays strong. He said that he was happy he had Nadeshiko in his life. He always told me that life is worth living if you love someone, and that someone returns that love. I never understood, because I never been in love before, and I always look forward to the day I do.
Has I sit in my chair, still crying over mother, I wonder if life could ever get better, if there'll ever be light at the end of the tunnel. I'm afraid of dying, I'm afraid I'll be stuck in that dark tunnel forever, not knowing where to go.
Tomorrow morning, I'll be back to my "normal" life. It's getting really stressful these days. I've got so much homework to do; they give me assignments and exams at the same time. I always get extensions because the teachers know how hard it is for me.
I also have a part time job. I work at the café, I love it there, everyone is so nice to me, and I enjoy working there. The customers are always telling me that they love coming here because my sweet voice makes them feel relaxed. I think their relaxed because of the lavender perfume I wear.
Anyway, because my brother is never home, I have to clean the house up. The house is humongous and it's a lot of work. My father said that he'll soon hire a maid for me but I don't really want one. Its good help, but she'll probably ruin my mother stuff. And I also enjoy listening to the fantastic voice of Michael Bublé while I work, Tomoyo also volunteers to help me, I'm so lucky to have a friend like her.
It's really late, my father cried himself to sleep again and my brother hasn't even come home yet. I always wonder if e ever cared about his mother, it seemed to change him a lot, but he never talks about her, or sees her grave or anything. Maybe that's the only way he can express his feelings.
Until next time, bye
So.... What did you think, plz rr and no flames k, next chapter coming up soon.
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Chapter 1 – Sakura's past, Sakura's present
Dear dairy
It's been years since my mother's untimely death. I still remember how it happened. My father and brother were out for the night and my mother and I were home alone, I was reading my favourite book to her. She smiled gracefully at me, like an angel from heaven. I felt so loved and warm.
But that had all changed when we heard the door break down. Mother picked me up and ran around the house looking for a place to hide me. I was asking her what was happening, she just told me "it'll be okay," but it wasn't.
I hid among my stuffed toys, pretending that I was a dolly. Mother was just about to hide when three men and one woman kicked down the door. Mother begged them to let her go; she promised them she wouldn't say a word. The women spit on my mother and just looked at her, saying "You're so pathetic." She lift her right hand, which was clutching a gun in her hand. She pulled the trigger and killed my mother. The sound of the bullet still rings in my ear, over and over, like a broken record.
My mother fell back and landed on me, her blood dripping on me, I watched has the people raided the house, looking for something valuable, so they can trade it in and receive money for it. I couldn't remember their faces, but my neighbour had heard the commotion and called the police. They caught the thieves and now they are still in jail.
I had always wanted to go there, to spit in there face, to show them how it feels, how much it hurts. I can still smell my mother blood, I washed my hands over and over again, but the scent still remains.
Today, I had visited my mother's grave. My father took a day off; he still cries over her at night, I've been watching him since the accident. It hurts me inside seeing him like this. My brother wasn't there, he was probably somewhere with his friends drinking or smoking something. He always treated father and me with kindness and respect, but he was never there for us. He changed after mother's death.
I always wished that something could have happened to those people who did this, it makes me so angry inside, that they had recked everyone's life.
My father still stays strong. He said that he was happy he had Nadeshiko in his life. He always told me that life is worth living if you love someone, and that someone returns that love. I never understood, because I never been in love before, and I always look forward to the day I do.
Has I sit in my chair, still crying over mother, I wonder if life could ever get better, if there'll ever be light at the end of the tunnel. I'm afraid of dying, I'm afraid I'll be stuck in that dark tunnel forever, not knowing where to go.
Tomorrow morning, I'll be back to my "normal" life. It's getting really stressful these days. I've got so much homework to do; they give me assignments and exams at the same time. I always get extensions because the teachers know how hard it is for me.
I also have a part time job. I work at the café, I love it there, everyone is so nice to me, and I enjoy working there. The customers are always telling me that they love coming here because my sweet voice makes them feel relaxed. I think their relaxed because of the lavender perfume I wear.
Anyway, because my brother is never home, I have to clean the house up. The house is humongous and it's a lot of work. My father said that he'll soon hire a maid for me but I don't really want one. Its good help, but she'll probably ruin my mother stuff. And I also enjoy listening to the fantastic voice of Michael Bublé while I work, Tomoyo also volunteers to help me, I'm so lucky to have a friend like her.
It's really late, my father cried himself to sleep again and my brother hasn't even come home yet. I always wonder if e ever cared about his mother, it seemed to change him a lot, but he never talks about her, or sees her grave or anything. Maybe that's the only way he can express his feelings.
Until next time, bye
So.... What did you think, plz rr and no flames k, next chapter coming up soon.