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Chapter III - Deem

Sara was taken to school. Just like every other day. And she seemed dead, with a cold stare, even more after the funeral service.

Ryuk, would hold her hand. As they walked, which became apparent to some people; that something was really wrong with her.

She was growing up, which brought changes. And nobody else, even get to know her as Kira.

Which was good. Why would she admit it? On top, a child may have to pay as an adult.

She looked over, asking why. As to ever seeing him again.

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By the corner. It was her tenth birthday. Some kids came over to celebrate her party. But she felt empty and lonely in a room filled with laugher and of what seemed like joy.

She could only think, on how easy it was with Jeffrey around. They had became friends.

~.~.~.~.

In sixth grade, a new year to fulfil. As she was aware of how things play out. She misses the old classes. But she enjoyed reading and learning.

One of those habits, was how to continue on this sharade. Because Ryuk was telling her. He had given her an Death Eraser, in case she ever messed up.

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A girl, who was bossy. Came around. She had poured her soda on to a kid's milk carton. And he was dressed as a nerd. She looked rough.

Sara then stands up. Trying to stand up for that kid. She however wasn't going to corporate.

She came to her, and pushed her. As Sara got up. She already knew her name. It was just a matter of forty seconds after writing it.

~.~.~.~

Since Ryuk told her about many other ways, other than a heart attack.

She decided to play around.

The rule about making someone your puppet for twenty three days, pior to their death.

The girl, had a few days left. When she kicks, Sara again.

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As the bell rang. Students rushed out the doors.

There were parents there. As they noticed a girl stand up on the roof edge.

"Hey, Kristy. Get down from there!"

"N-Nah no." she cried. "I am sorry. I am sorry. But Kira has got me."

"What?!" Her mother came dashing through the crowd. As she already jumped off the roof.

The people were shocked as the mother knelt on her body, crying.

An ambulance came to pick the body up.

~.~.~.~.

"You will enjoy this Sara. Quiet very much.

You can write a person, to do anything you write, as well say what you have written. For twenty three days. Pior to dying.

Try it."

She looked at him. With a smile.

And at that. She did.

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Sara had a grin on her face. As the people panicked at the scene.

She had her black dress on. Her legs where a bit longer, though. But it still fits perfectly.

((Listen, those who abuse the limits. Will die. As I, Sara. Am Kira. And nobody will escape from my wrath. I won't let anyone step on me. And even though you left people puzzled. It doesn't mean, that this pity little accident. Wasn't indeed a suicide in their eyes. -Heh Heh- Soon. Everyone will know. Sure enough. Yes. -giggles- Sure enough. ))

Her eyes grew red, as if the Shinigami eyes weren't scary enough. She felt superior.

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Two years later...

She made a friend. Whom was so opposite of Sara. Because she had girly things. She deemed herself as cute. And the boys followed.

Sara had no need to envy anyone.

Especially, since she deemed herself as scary. With her Gothic scene. Which made them think, she was demented.

And somehow they connected.

Breanna, was into Kira. Without knowing who it was. Sara, was into being Kira, and she knew who it was.

And at that, they stayed as friends.

Author's Note - Lol, having some trouble in DeviantArt, cause Atheists. xD

Anyway, thanks for the read. Appreciate it, ye.

The Next Chapter should be on its way.