i think this one will be a short story.

maybe. depends. hahaha.

anyway. two updates. one night. i'm on a roll.

Ren No Yuki and BluePanda22311. thank you.


chapter two.

i hope you had the time of your life.


G A A R A


how to save a life.

march twenty-ninth.

i never expected to get so many reads in just one day.

ha.

but like i said, you don't know who i am, so that's okay.

today was rather unimportant.

so, i want to bring something else up.

i just read someone's journal.

sakura, i think it was.

i'ma talk to you.

yes.

i promise i'll show you why the end shouldn't come.

or, why you shouldn't cause your own end.

that would be more accurate.

-gaara.


four seventeen pm.

I don't know what drove me to post that.

I really don't.

It could be the fact that my first thought was that she was giving up.

But then, I thought, maybe no one had really shown her that suicide is basically forfeiting the battle.

There's many things wrong with this post, though.

One.

I don't help people.

I just don't.

It annoys me.

I used to try, but then no one would even appreciate what I did, and that pissed me off.

Two.

It was a girl.

Now, I'm not saying I haven't had my share of girls.

But I've never actually been interested by them.

I was interested by this Sakura girl.

And there's many more things wrong with just that statement.

Maybe...

Eventually, I'll figure out why I felt the urge to help her.


S A K U R A


show me what i'm looking for.

march twenty-ninth.


mm. so i'm back.

i appreciate the fact that a lot of you read this.

i mean, come on.

who wants to listen to the rants of a depressing, pink-haired girl?

well.

apparently you.

today wasn't that bad.

it was the same just...

not?

if that makes any sense at all.

which, it probably doesn't, since i'm the only one who understands myself.

but anyway.

YOU, gaara.

you interest me.

i'll hold you to your promise.

if you can show me, i'll be impressed.

- S A K U R A


four fifty-six pm.

Wow.

This boy.

Man?

I have no idea.

Let's just hope he's near my age.

But he wants to help me?

Or better yet, he wants to prove me wrong.

I know that.

He must have some weird issues with suicide.

Someone close to him committed suicide?

Maybe.

He could be religious...?

Okay, no.

I shouldn't judge.

I want to give him a chance.

I wasn't lying when I said that I would be impressed if he could change my mind.

He would have to be some kind of miracle worker though.

I mean, I've been planning this for a while.

I wish you luck, my new acquaintance.


G A A R A


where will you go?

march twenty-ninth.


i think i'll take you up on that.

first, you're not the only one that feels pain.

there are others out in the world.

i'm not saying you're only thinking of yourself.

don't take it the wrong way, you.

but what i'm getting at, is that think of others before yourself.

seeing other people and their issues before your own helps you prioritize.

really.

don't let those people who hurt you win.

if you die, they keep living, and they won't stop living.

while you stopped your own life beat.

think on it.

-gaara.


seven oh four pm.

I was satisfied with that.

I was still a dick, but I got my point across.

I told you there would be no poetry here.

Blunt and to the point is always best.

Maybe she'll take it into account.

Hopefully.

I don't know how long my obsession with helping her would last.

I'm not renowned for patience.

Or any virtue, really.


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