same as first!
More intros! I know all of you (non) readers probably hate this story.
Evergreen buried her face in her hands. Why did everybody hate her so much? Well, she knew, but she hadn't done anything wrong to them! Had she? She had even heard people saying behind her back that her eyes were scary! That it made people freeze in their tracks! Her mother had told her that her eyes were beautiful, but was that just a motherly thing?! What do I do? What do I do?! She screamed to herself. She got up and wiped the tears from her eyes.
Running away from sadness. Mirajane did it all the time. Running away from pain, from death, from the past. She never ever wanted it to catch up to her. EVER. And it was also the worst mistake she had ever made. She wanted to go back so badly. But she was afraid that they would hate her for it. She just wanted to forget everything.
Elfman couldn't take it. He had just left his little sister there without anything. He had just snuck away while she was sleeping. He knew he shouldn't have done that. Just because his big sister left didn't mean that he had to leave too! He had run back, yelling her name, ready to apologize and to admit that he was so, so wrong- but she wasn't there. He sat down and cried into his hands.
Wendy was simply bawling her eyes out. She had been so close to giving up on finding her mother; formed her resolve. But at the slight mention of a lady with dark blue hair, her hopes had skyrocketed. Why? Why? I thought that I already gave up on finding my mom! So why did I actually believe those words?! She sobbed. Am I really that desperate?
Always the same. Always. At the orphanages she went to before, she had always been pegged as "the depressing girl" as well as her being made fun of. It didn't help that it happened to rain nearly every time she was outside either! The weather seemed to be mocking her! Juvia was tired of it. She wanted to make a title for herself! She didn't want to be known as the depressing girl! And so she had run away. She wanted a family, to comfort and love her. She was running for what she couldn't have. Or so she thought.
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