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any other character related to him. If I did I'd be rich!
Suffocating Reveries
I remember every moment. It seems almost surreal, like I dreamt it all up, just to make my life better, more than human. Innocent. I loved my parents, Even if I found them annoying at times, just like any other sixteen-year- old sees their parents. Deep down I cared for them, I just wish I had told them sooner.
I was so mad when they told me that we were moving to Tokyo. I went on a rampage, I was upset that I would never see any of my friends, and all the memories I had in that little quaint town. It was a place where everyone knew each other, where everything was so close to each other that you could just walk to the destination you needed to be at. There was only one police station, one fire station, one Movie Theater, and so forth. Things that tourists from the city would go into a state of shock from seeing. I was walking home from the single Movie Theater that resided in our sleepy town. When I saw the eager faces of my parents waiting for me over the iron gates in front of my house. "Rin honey we have news for you." my mother said to me as I walked up the steps to the porch. "What is it, are you pregnant or something?" that was the logical explanation for all the cheeriness engulfing them. "Oh no, Rin, it's not that great but it's close!" my mothers green eyes looking at me with emotions that made me feel giddy inside. My mother had wind blown black hair and eyes that shone like emeralds. "Rin, what you're mother is trying to say is that we're moving!" My father had big brown eyes and sleek brown hair. I had inherited my father's eyes and hair color, but it was wind blown like my mother's unruly hair. I'm not that bad looking if I do say so myself. "To a new house here in town right?" I asked while I held my breath. "Oh of course not were moving to Tokyo!" my mother said with a little too much enthusiasm, sounding much like a game show host. "What?" "You're father just got a job offering to work at one of the city's biggest law firms!" "That's right honey, it even comes with a twenty-five thousand- dollar raise!" my father said with pride in his voice. "You've got two days to pack and" I cut my father off before he could continue. "But what about my friends and my school, don't you care about me at all, don't I count in this family?!" I said with anger flaring up into me. "Yes Rin you do count but" "I should at least get to say something in the matter!" tears began swelling into my eyes. "Look at you both sitting just fine and I'm the one who has to be accept it like it's nothing! I ran into my house leaving my stunned parents behind for them just to hear the sound of my tears.
I made the next two days living hell for my parents. I couldn't bear it. I had to leave every thing I loved behind like it meant nothing. Then, before I knew it we were loading the things into our car. I was teary eyed from saying goodbye to all of our friends and neighbors. I quickly made my entrance into the backseat of our red Honda accord. I watched as the moving truck made it's slow departure from our old home and onto the address of our future residence. It was a seven-hour drive from my hometown to Tokyo. All the way I didn't speak with my parents at all. I either listened to my CD player or drew stupid picture of how much I hated this whole ordeal, and or I wrote in my notebook. They would pass back food that they picked up along the way, and that was the most contact we had during the whole duration of those seven long hours.
My eyes fluttered open when we finally got there, I could see the buzzing city life all around me, I also noticed we were stuck in traffic. "Are we there yet?" I asked as I spoke to my parents for the first time in that whole trip to Tokyo. "Yes dear, were almost there, Just a few more minutes."
A few minutes turned into two hours, not to mention that my father got lost and got the place right after his fifth attempt. We pulled up in front of an apartment building that read Tokyo Tower's Apartment Complex. We were close to Tokyo tower, hence the building's name. "Here's the key Rin, it's apartment 18B. Open up and get settled in honey." My father beckoned me to the building. "Tell your mom, the movers already dropped all the stuff off an hour ago, okay?" "Sure thing dad." I made my way into the buildings lobby. I mad my way to the elevators against the center wall. The receptionist smiled at me and went about her phone call. 'Let's see elevator 18B' I thought to myself. I pressed the button with the number eighteen on it. As the elevator made it ascent I noticed the building only had twenty floors. The damned elevator was so slow. 'Next time I'll use the stairs.' I thought to my self. Finally the elevator got where I needed to be. 'Okay, 18A, 18B, yes!' I have to admit I was exited even after all the fuss I'd made about moving and all. One look out the western style long windows said it all. I'd always had a love for cityscapes and my whole concept of living was blown away. It wasn't a pent house, but it was good enough for a girl just out of a sleepy town in the middle of nowhere! "I see you like it Rin, see, moving isn't so bad." My mother said to me. "No, I guess I was wrong." "Hey, dad said" "I know, I know, movers."
The past week we spent setting up all our belongings and things like that. "Rin, honey were going to deposit money over at the bank, would you like to come with us so you can get to know the city?" "Sure thing let me go fix my hair." When I was done I took the stairs down to the lobby, the elevator was much too slow for my liking. As I made my way to the exit of the building, the receptionist waved at me and said hello, so I did the same to her. I made my way out and there were my parents waiting in their red accord.
How I wish I could turn back time. We made our way to the Tokyo central bank. My parents parked the car, and made their way inside. "Hey, I just saw an ice cream shop just a block away from here, I want to go buy me one and look around." I said to them. "Sure thing honey we'll pick you up when we're done here okay?" My mother smiled at me. That would be the last time I would see them alive. I made my way down the street, playing tourist when I heard them. Loud booming sounds. 'Gun shots!' I thought I ran towards the bank. I saw five men dressed in black run into a white van and speed away while they shot back at the now fleeing bystanders. I hid behind a Dumpster that was close by. I pressed my back against it in fright. So many emotions were going in and out of my mind at that moment. It wasn't until I heard sirens that I snapped out of my daze. I got up and ran towards the bank, I pushed by the crowd of people that were overlooking the scene of the freshly occurred crime. I ran up to the bank doors only to be held back by a police officer.
"Where do you think you're going young lady, can't you see there's been a robbery!" he said to me. "Please officer my parents were inside, are they okay, please I need to know." I looked pleadingly into his eyes. "I don't know, there quite a few bodies and we have yet to identify them all." An hour and a half passed before they identified all the bodies. Out of the sixteen deaths that occurred, two of them were my parents'. It felt like the world was out to crush me. I couldn't help but cry. They wouldn't even let me see the bodies. I died with them right there and then, not physically but mentally. I became a shell of a woman.
The next day child services reviewed my case. I begged for them not to put me in a foster home. After lots of heated discussions and a good lawyer later, which was one of my father's good friends, they let me live in the new apartment by myself and I got to keep all of my parents benefits and assets. I didn't have to wait until I was eighteen. They said that as long as I didn't cause problems I was good to go. They also said that they would send in a social worker to check up on me every two weeks on a Monday. So I was free to go. Into what? After a while I realized that it would have been better to be put in a foster home. The money my parents left me was good, but it wouldn't last forever. I didn't even get to have a funeral for my parents because they were "evidence" as the police department so sweetly put it.
I went home and threw every thing that reminded me of my parents away. I took it all down I broke every thing to shreds. I had nothing, I tried to erase their memory, but it was no use. It had been about three weeks after my parents' deaths. My social worker told me that if I didn't enroll in school soon, they would take me away. So that's what I did I enrolled in school. Some would say that having lots of money and your own place would be paradise on earth. That's bullshit. When my parents died I was left all alone in a strange city with no one to look out for me or lend me a hand. It felt like being a drop of water in an endless sea.
All alone with my suffocating reveries.
I woke up, and I was... moving? A wave of nostalgia hit me as I remembered everything that had transpired during the past few hours. I was in the back seat of Inuyasha's car. "Where are you taking me Inuyasha?" "To Sango's house" I went completely pail. The idea of going to Sango's house was not very enticing. "Why are we going there Inuyasha?" I asked him "Because Kagome is there already, and we all want to see if you're okay." He said in a tender tone. He was like a brother to me. He was the only one who knew about us. "You don't want to face Kohaku, now do you Rin?"
Well that's the end of this chapter. I'm loving the reviews and the support I got from the first chapter. I just hope I don't disappoint! Until next time. Please read and review!!!!
Suffocating Reveries
I remember every moment. It seems almost surreal, like I dreamt it all up, just to make my life better, more than human. Innocent. I loved my parents, Even if I found them annoying at times, just like any other sixteen-year- old sees their parents. Deep down I cared for them, I just wish I had told them sooner.
I was so mad when they told me that we were moving to Tokyo. I went on a rampage, I was upset that I would never see any of my friends, and all the memories I had in that little quaint town. It was a place where everyone knew each other, where everything was so close to each other that you could just walk to the destination you needed to be at. There was only one police station, one fire station, one Movie Theater, and so forth. Things that tourists from the city would go into a state of shock from seeing. I was walking home from the single Movie Theater that resided in our sleepy town. When I saw the eager faces of my parents waiting for me over the iron gates in front of my house. "Rin honey we have news for you." my mother said to me as I walked up the steps to the porch. "What is it, are you pregnant or something?" that was the logical explanation for all the cheeriness engulfing them. "Oh no, Rin, it's not that great but it's close!" my mothers green eyes looking at me with emotions that made me feel giddy inside. My mother had wind blown black hair and eyes that shone like emeralds. "Rin, what you're mother is trying to say is that we're moving!" My father had big brown eyes and sleek brown hair. I had inherited my father's eyes and hair color, but it was wind blown like my mother's unruly hair. I'm not that bad looking if I do say so myself. "To a new house here in town right?" I asked while I held my breath. "Oh of course not were moving to Tokyo!" my mother said with a little too much enthusiasm, sounding much like a game show host. "What?" "You're father just got a job offering to work at one of the city's biggest law firms!" "That's right honey, it even comes with a twenty-five thousand- dollar raise!" my father said with pride in his voice. "You've got two days to pack and" I cut my father off before he could continue. "But what about my friends and my school, don't you care about me at all, don't I count in this family?!" I said with anger flaring up into me. "Yes Rin you do count but" "I should at least get to say something in the matter!" tears began swelling into my eyes. "Look at you both sitting just fine and I'm the one who has to be accept it like it's nothing! I ran into my house leaving my stunned parents behind for them just to hear the sound of my tears.
I made the next two days living hell for my parents. I couldn't bear it. I had to leave every thing I loved behind like it meant nothing. Then, before I knew it we were loading the things into our car. I was teary eyed from saying goodbye to all of our friends and neighbors. I quickly made my entrance into the backseat of our red Honda accord. I watched as the moving truck made it's slow departure from our old home and onto the address of our future residence. It was a seven-hour drive from my hometown to Tokyo. All the way I didn't speak with my parents at all. I either listened to my CD player or drew stupid picture of how much I hated this whole ordeal, and or I wrote in my notebook. They would pass back food that they picked up along the way, and that was the most contact we had during the whole duration of those seven long hours.
My eyes fluttered open when we finally got there, I could see the buzzing city life all around me, I also noticed we were stuck in traffic. "Are we there yet?" I asked as I spoke to my parents for the first time in that whole trip to Tokyo. "Yes dear, were almost there, Just a few more minutes."
A few minutes turned into two hours, not to mention that my father got lost and got the place right after his fifth attempt. We pulled up in front of an apartment building that read Tokyo Tower's Apartment Complex. We were close to Tokyo tower, hence the building's name. "Here's the key Rin, it's apartment 18B. Open up and get settled in honey." My father beckoned me to the building. "Tell your mom, the movers already dropped all the stuff off an hour ago, okay?" "Sure thing dad." I made my way into the buildings lobby. I mad my way to the elevators against the center wall. The receptionist smiled at me and went about her phone call. 'Let's see elevator 18B' I thought to myself. I pressed the button with the number eighteen on it. As the elevator made it ascent I noticed the building only had twenty floors. The damned elevator was so slow. 'Next time I'll use the stairs.' I thought to my self. Finally the elevator got where I needed to be. 'Okay, 18A, 18B, yes!' I have to admit I was exited even after all the fuss I'd made about moving and all. One look out the western style long windows said it all. I'd always had a love for cityscapes and my whole concept of living was blown away. It wasn't a pent house, but it was good enough for a girl just out of a sleepy town in the middle of nowhere! "I see you like it Rin, see, moving isn't so bad." My mother said to me. "No, I guess I was wrong." "Hey, dad said" "I know, I know, movers."
The past week we spent setting up all our belongings and things like that. "Rin, honey were going to deposit money over at the bank, would you like to come with us so you can get to know the city?" "Sure thing let me go fix my hair." When I was done I took the stairs down to the lobby, the elevator was much too slow for my liking. As I made my way to the exit of the building, the receptionist waved at me and said hello, so I did the same to her. I made my way out and there were my parents waiting in their red accord.
How I wish I could turn back time. We made our way to the Tokyo central bank. My parents parked the car, and made their way inside. "Hey, I just saw an ice cream shop just a block away from here, I want to go buy me one and look around." I said to them. "Sure thing honey we'll pick you up when we're done here okay?" My mother smiled at me. That would be the last time I would see them alive. I made my way down the street, playing tourist when I heard them. Loud booming sounds. 'Gun shots!' I thought I ran towards the bank. I saw five men dressed in black run into a white van and speed away while they shot back at the now fleeing bystanders. I hid behind a Dumpster that was close by. I pressed my back against it in fright. So many emotions were going in and out of my mind at that moment. It wasn't until I heard sirens that I snapped out of my daze. I got up and ran towards the bank, I pushed by the crowd of people that were overlooking the scene of the freshly occurred crime. I ran up to the bank doors only to be held back by a police officer.
"Where do you think you're going young lady, can't you see there's been a robbery!" he said to me. "Please officer my parents were inside, are they okay, please I need to know." I looked pleadingly into his eyes. "I don't know, there quite a few bodies and we have yet to identify them all." An hour and a half passed before they identified all the bodies. Out of the sixteen deaths that occurred, two of them were my parents'. It felt like the world was out to crush me. I couldn't help but cry. They wouldn't even let me see the bodies. I died with them right there and then, not physically but mentally. I became a shell of a woman.
The next day child services reviewed my case. I begged for them not to put me in a foster home. After lots of heated discussions and a good lawyer later, which was one of my father's good friends, they let me live in the new apartment by myself and I got to keep all of my parents benefits and assets. I didn't have to wait until I was eighteen. They said that as long as I didn't cause problems I was good to go. They also said that they would send in a social worker to check up on me every two weeks on a Monday. So I was free to go. Into what? After a while I realized that it would have been better to be put in a foster home. The money my parents left me was good, but it wouldn't last forever. I didn't even get to have a funeral for my parents because they were "evidence" as the police department so sweetly put it.
I went home and threw every thing that reminded me of my parents away. I took it all down I broke every thing to shreds. I had nothing, I tried to erase their memory, but it was no use. It had been about three weeks after my parents' deaths. My social worker told me that if I didn't enroll in school soon, they would take me away. So that's what I did I enrolled in school. Some would say that having lots of money and your own place would be paradise on earth. That's bullshit. When my parents died I was left all alone in a strange city with no one to look out for me or lend me a hand. It felt like being a drop of water in an endless sea.
All alone with my suffocating reveries.
I woke up, and I was... moving? A wave of nostalgia hit me as I remembered everything that had transpired during the past few hours. I was in the back seat of Inuyasha's car. "Where are you taking me Inuyasha?" "To Sango's house" I went completely pail. The idea of going to Sango's house was not very enticing. "Why are we going there Inuyasha?" I asked him "Because Kagome is there already, and we all want to see if you're okay." He said in a tender tone. He was like a brother to me. He was the only one who knew about us. "You don't want to face Kohaku, now do you Rin?"
Well that's the end of this chapter. I'm loving the reviews and the support I got from the first chapter. I just hope I don't disappoint! Until next time. Please read and review!!!!