This chapter goes all for Cherry-SweetHeart! For reviewing and for telling me the fifth chapter is NOT sucky... but this one is... I'm almost sure of it.

Chapter 6: Alone In an Upside Down World

Sometimes… it's just like your world was turned upside down… thrown into a pit where endless horrors reign. Sometimes… it's just like nothing is going your way… nothing is going right. And that nothing is just like before. Because before was perfect. And now it's chaos. No. It's more than chaos. It's like the deep, fiery dungeons of hell. That's what I am feeling now. Some things get worse. And I'm sure my life just did. Is there such thing as a place worse than where Satin lives? Is it possible? Am I in that place? Where am I? I know one thing. I'm not on Earth… I'm not. Or maybe I just hope not.

"I'd like you to meet Janet." My dad finished off with a white, gleaming smile.

The lady smiled at us.

I just gaped. I think my brother did too.

"I met her…" His voice wandered off.

The lady quickly cut in, "I'm from America."

I have one thing to say about her. She has horrible Japanese.

"I met Fujitaka while I was going to my hotel." She looked up at my dad dreamily, "He is such a wonderful man."

My father grinned back down at her.

My head is raging, my tongue is flaming, and my eyes are blood red. I can see her in flames… burning… burning… putting a spell on my innocent father. I can see my mother up above, watching us, crying, watching her beloved fall into a horrible trap of a wicked monster… I can see it… I can… I can…

"Sakura?"

"Hoe?" I look up.

"Sakura. What a cute name." She giggled.

I pretend to blush and be all giggly… but in my mind… I scream… I pout… I tell myself to grab her by the neck and choke her for stealing my father away.

"And Touya…" She looks at my brother with soft, kind eyes, "… your name means peach blossom, right?"

Touya gives off a gloomy expression, turning his gaze to somewhere else and a, "hmph."

Dad laughs.
How can he laugh? How can he suddenly get a new girlfriend? And right after mom's death! How? HOW! HOW? I can't believe him! I really can't!

I bite my lip… my anger… it's slowly creeping out… out of my hands….

I clench them tight.

Out of my teeth….

I clench them tight.

Out of my feet.

I'm storming up the stairs… and… screaming… screaming….

"DAD!" I growl through my clenched teeth.

No. That's not what happens.

I kick myself. Because there's nothing else I can do.

I fall to the floor.

I cry.

Touya… dad… and even stupid Janet… ask me, "Are you ok? Are you hurt? Let me help you up."

But I push them away. I don't want them. I want mom. And I say it. Loud and clear.

"Mommy… I want mommy…"

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If only I were happy with whom I am. If only I could see myself as a rich girl again. And I am. I am rich in love. I have my mother, who deeply loves me only. I love her back. I love her more than anything. I love her more than my video cameras, my dresses, my room, my sweets, my dear sowing tools, and my own theater. I love her… more than these earthly things… or so I hope. Because, deep inside me, I know, even if I've realized I'm living a not-so-bad-life, I still want… I still think and mourn about the days before. I know. Even if I wish I didn't. I wish I could turn into a new leaf, into a new, fresh, green leaf. A new, clean, fresh, green, summer leaf. But that's a wish. A could. Not a will. But who knows… if I could… if I will… if it can become more than just a wish….

Today my mother told me that she was going to some meeting. I was to stay at the park near our apartment. Nowhere else. Not to go with strangers. Yell if being kidnapped. And… more motherly warnings. This was so unlike before. I hadeight bodyguards. Strong and well experienced. I knew them well, I liked them well, they knew me well, they respected me well, but now… they've vanished along with the wealth. The mansion. And I am to go without a bodyguard. It is a most utterly, chilling, scary experience. But now I'm free… but now I'm scared…

"Goodbye Tomoyo!" Mother waved, and then ran off with her head bowed and looking away from me.

I waved back. I wanted her to take me with her. But I knew she couldn't.

I watched her disappear behind the crowds. Away… farther away from my reach.

I turned around to look at this park. It's not the same, magical, convenient Penguin Park. It's just a regular, apartment park.

Bars. Swings. Slides. Ladder. Platform. Children. Sandbox.Drinking fountain. And mothers sitting on shady benches while chatting their way through the afternoon.

I stand here. I stand here bold. I stand here trembling. I stand here looking and trying to make myself comfortable. But no matter how much I try, I know its not Penguin Park. I know Sakura isn't here with me to go on the swings and talk about vacation. I know I'm here with little kids in the sandbox. I know I'm the only sixth grader going to seventh grade here. And that's why I'm trembling. Yet I'm bold. Because I know I need to be bold.

I slowly pad my feet into the sand. I feel myself sinking in. Like my life, my once home. My once life, sinking into the very same sand. But those have already sunk. And I've suddenly reached the bottom. I'm not sinking. I haven't sunk. I wasn't sinking. But I thought I was. I thought… I thought I lost it all… I thought it all sunk… but the real thing that really sunk was… was me. I sunk myself in. Now I'm confused. Am I sinking? Have I sunk? Aren't I NOT sinking? Wait… what… what… who… sink… I'm confusing myself… the world is spinning… the sand is sucking me in… I'm… I'm… I'm….

"Excuse me lady… do you happen to know where the bathroom is?"

I wake up.

I remember now. I'm on Earth. I'm breathing. I'm alive. I haven't sunk. Neither has my life. As long as I'm still here… as long as I'm still alive… as long as I have my mother… I'll be fine. I'll be fine.

I look down at the young girl. I smile. She smiles… but shakes her legs…

"Over there. Do you want me to go with you?" I ask gently.

"My mom tells me not to go with strangers." She runs off to the way I pointed.

I smile. I laugh. I am fine. I will always be fine. Poor or rich. Apartment or mansion. I am fine. And I always will be.

Yeah, well, if you were glad this chapter ever came out, it was because of Cherry-SweetHeart! I might have not put this chapter up ya know... I might have deleted this story... yup yup, but I can't anymore cuz I got someone who likes this story! Happy happy! Yup yup... school's starting so I tried to put up as muchas I could... I'll be quite slow... when... school... begins...