Flashback:
"Happy Birthday Yuka!" I remember them.
"Blow out your candles honey!" I still hear them.
"Come on sister!" My sisters.
"Well, looks like you're one year closer to moving out." My parents. I wish this memory would fade.
"Tell us big sister! What did you wish?!" I wish I could tell them. But we all know wishes don't come true if you tell others. And mine came true. I guess only for me, but it's a start. The start of my living hell.
I wished for a change. A change for the better. Where all ghouls and humans worked together. Instead my family was ripped from me. This day haunts me for all eternity. I still remember when I was crying over my father's body with my sisters in my arms after THEY did their damage. It all lead to how I am now. They're gone. I'm left to be watched over by my grandmother, to which I tend to watch over her more than she cares for me. Every birthday after they came and burned my family and hope down, I get flashbacks of my ninth birthday. I was only nine and a half during the terrorists' visit. Then moving in with my grandma I met Shuu Tsukiyama and Uta. I started picking the pieces of my shattered childhood and bloomed into a young lady.
But there will never be a 'happy' place I can be safe in. Where I can keep them safe.