A Secret
I do not own sailor moon.
Seventeen-year-old Usagi Tsukino opened the door to her house. As she walked in, she quickly kicked off her shoes and walked into the kitchen "Mom are you home?" she called, but the only answer she got was the silence of an empty house. She quickly turned around and walked up the stairs, making sure to check her brother's room. Last time he almost walked in on her. He had came home early that day and was going into her room to get back the comic books she had taken from his room the night before. Luckily, she had been doing this for a while. She had quickly gotten rid of her little friend and pulled down her selves. Seeing that his room was empty, she turned, walked down the hall and into her room, locking it. She walked to her drawer and opened the top drawer. Inside was a little black box. She pulled it out and sat it on her lap. She opened the lid, and inside were two little razor blades. She reached in, and pulled out one of them. She held it in her hand and look at it sadly, as though at any second she was going to cry, but she didn't. Instead, she pulled up her school selves and quickly sliced the little blade across her left arm, leavening a thin red line behind. Pain shot through her body but tears did not form in her eyes. A sweet smile made its way across her face.
In the driveway, Ikiku Tsukino pulled in, turned off her car, and got out. She walked through the front door and into her house. Ikiku looked down, and saw that her daughter was home already. She walked into the kitchen, thinking that usagi would be at the table eating a snack, but it was empty. "That's strange" she said out loud. Ikuku walked to the bottom of the stairs and called her daughter's name.
Usagi snapped out of her trance, grabbed a towel and pressed it to her arm. The bleeding stopped in seconds. She then pulled down her selves, walked to her door, and unlocked it; walking down the hall and to the stairs.
To Be Continued.
I do not own sailor moon.
Seventeen-year-old Usagi Tsukino opened the door to her house. As she walked in, she quickly kicked off her shoes and walked into the kitchen "Mom are you home?" she called, but the only answer she got was the silence of an empty house. She quickly turned around and walked up the stairs, making sure to check her brother's room. Last time he almost walked in on her. He had came home early that day and was going into her room to get back the comic books she had taken from his room the night before. Luckily, she had been doing this for a while. She had quickly gotten rid of her little friend and pulled down her selves. Seeing that his room was empty, she turned, walked down the hall and into her room, locking it. She walked to her drawer and opened the top drawer. Inside was a little black box. She pulled it out and sat it on her lap. She opened the lid, and inside were two little razor blades. She reached in, and pulled out one of them. She held it in her hand and look at it sadly, as though at any second she was going to cry, but she didn't. Instead, she pulled up her school selves and quickly sliced the little blade across her left arm, leavening a thin red line behind. Pain shot through her body but tears did not form in her eyes. A sweet smile made its way across her face.
In the driveway, Ikiku Tsukino pulled in, turned off her car, and got out. She walked through the front door and into her house. Ikiku looked down, and saw that her daughter was home already. She walked into the kitchen, thinking that usagi would be at the table eating a snack, but it was empty. "That's strange" she said out loud. Ikuku walked to the bottom of the stairs and called her daughter's name.
Usagi snapped out of her trance, grabbed a towel and pressed it to her arm. The bleeding stopped in seconds. She then pulled down her selves, walked to her door, and unlocked it; walking down the hall and to the stairs.
To Be Continued.