Chapter 8: THE END...OR IS IT?
Introduction:
Joey's Point of view:
I flipped the page of the little black note book. My brown eyes began to get watery.
"The next poem...is...Kaibas..." I told them.
Everyones eyes looked down at the ground. We were upset, because Seto Kaiba...was no longer with us. When Seto Kaiba became an adult, and dueling days were over...he got really depressed...and...and...took his life. There was a moment of silience.
"I'll read his poem...in memory..." I told them.
I took my eyes lower to the page
"It's...blank..." I told them.
"Kaiba didn't write a poem...he just pretend he did," Tea said.
I sighed. "I guess this is the end of our poems."
I shut the little black book.
CLUNK!
"What was that?" I aswked, I looked at the ground, where I heard something fell.
On the ground, it was a little black notebook, it looked just like our poem book that we had five years ago. In silver letters, it said, "Seto Kaiba's Poetry Book."
"Kaiba must have put his poetry book in here, in hopes we find in five years in the future!"
"Should we read it?" Yugi asked.
I smiled, shook my head "yes," as I opened the little black book.
THE END
(a/n: This is NOT the end...if you want to read Kaiba's poems, look for a story called Lost Poems 2: Forgotten Emmotions. Thanks for all your reviews, and I hope to talk you guys to, in my next poetry story!)