Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman King. I do not own its context and characters. Format based on FLIPPED.
IMPORTANT: I OWN the series of poetry you will see throughout the story. I wrote them, and I own them. No stealing, please.
Maybe contain OOCness-ness.
Ren …
He tries.
He hides away underneath his blankets.
Silently wishing for an end;
The day he knows, will never come..
He weeps.
In the darkness of the night;
In nobody's arms;
He is all alone.
He hopes.
For something to end his misery;
Something to heal the mind and body;
For the day of fate that will decide all.
He waits.
For the person he lost.
For the light to fall;
For the day he knows will never be.
After I had walked out of the hospital, I suddenly felt so weird. It was like something was clutching onto my chest, not letting me breath properly, like something wanted me dead. My mother rushed into my thought. She wants me dead …
Although I do not realize until this cold breeze brushes against me, I realized that I had stopped breathing. I let out a helpless sort of gasp, and I continue my walk. For such a horrible day, there is nice weather. I wonder why it is not raining … like in those movies I watch so often these days. But, I know the answer to that too. That is not reality. It is not real. Their pain is not real. They don't know.
I must have been walking without knowing where I was going, for I ended up in a place I've never seen before. I was not surrounded by hospital patients, nor gangs or police. This was a beautiful place. A place I didn't know could exist in such a place as this city. This was a little taste of heaven. A large pond, fresh grass, trees. For how long have I been walking?
Normal …
"Mrs. Tao … it's us. Your friends. Now, clam down and we'll talk about all this." A doctor tried to sooth. Surrounding him, where two nurses.
"How do you expect me to clam down at a time like this?" she suddenly started to move frantically. The two nurses lunged for her, holding her down on her arms.
"Please Mrs. Tao! We need cooperation! We do not want you to get hurt by accident!" The doctor said in shock.
"Cooperation! You want cooperation? How do you expect me to remain clam at a time like this?" Mrs. Tao tried to swat away the nurses, and succeeded as well. The two nurses were off of the woman, and now she was standing. "You … don't touch me! I am a grown up! I know what I am doing!" As the two nurses tried to take control again, Mrs. Tao hit down her medical tubes. The nurses scrambled for the fallen pieces.
"She can't be controlled … let's give her the drug …" the doctor pulled out a needle from his breast pocket. He had brought it just in case something like this happened. "Now Mrs. Tao …" the doctor injected the needle into her arm, earning a terrible scream from her. The doctor looked on in utter sadness as Mrs. Tao lazily fell down. "Nurse, please put Mrs. Tao back in bed and reconnect her tubes." He left.
Horo Horo ...
On our whole way back from the hospital, my sister did not say a word. She usually talks too much that I have to con her with money to make her shut up. "5 dollars if you don't talk the last block!" I usually plead. But not today. I suppose I could say "she was as quiet as a mouse", but it wasn't even that! I should say "she was quieter than still air"! Now, not only was not talking the problem, but she also turned down ice cream. Which, I guess wasn't that bad since I got to eat it …
On our last few blocks from home, I couldn't take it anymore. I asked her what she did today at the hospital. She usually ends up making one or more friends everyday at that place. She didn't chat about that when I mentioned it either.
"Oh, I met a blind woman and gave her a flower, Horo." She said to me.
"Wow! Blind! But did you tell her …" I was cut off though …
"Look … we're home." She interrupted me, and she walked into our place. As I walked in behind her, I knew in my mind that something was wrong. Something had happened at the trip to the hospital. Then, that's when it hit me … what if IT was back …?
Ren …
It is now nightfall, and I guess I had dozed off in this place. This place is perfect. Somewhere I can stay. Not like home, where En pesters me every waking second, and not like near my mother, who hates me. I get up, and get ready to go back home though. I take a last look at my reflection in the pond. I can't recognize me anymore. No more am I like the person I used to be. I feel so vulnerable, like everybody can see me. I feel afraid …
Who am I …?
Update. I prefer no flames, but if you must ... go ahead. Keep them polite.