A stroll in the park
This was the famous park, where everyone who had wanted death always disappeared. In the daytime it always had birds chirping away, butterflies floating in the air round the cherry blossoms making the place look more magnificent. Animals of all kind would come here, to play and dance which many people enjoyed to observe, and it would make the atmosphere so...wonderful. It would be full of nice energy's and good spirits. Yes, spirits. They live in the mist of the dark when the sun would set, and the park would not be a lovely beauty anymore, it would be a graveyard. If anyone wanted to get away from life, the park would grant their wish, and kill them, after they had said their goodbyes aloud. This would happen every night and no one could stop it, because life and death was what this park is well known for. A delicate wonderland by day and a horrifying slaughter house by night.
A beautiful teen aged boy, named Naruto wished his life to end. From a very young age he had been brought up by abusing, drug and smoke addicted, uneducated, and unemployed parents. He was not one to be violent even though he was constantly being encouraged to be. Since they took out all their frustration with the world of living on their -suppose to be- precious son, Naruto had injuries and marks on his slighly feminine body. Even though he was broody, his personality reflected his physical appearance. The worst physical pain he ever felt was a ringing in his ears which haunted him very night. The ringing was caused by his Mum shouting and screaming towards his Dad, wanting money. Naruto had been beaten almost every night and as well as that, he had to put up with his parents screeching, so loud that the loud ringing in his ear would never ever, ever stop. Why was life so hard? , he thought in tears trying to rock himself to sleep. It was the pain in his heart which was the thing that was hurting him the most.
As Marissa strolled to the parks shinning gates, and her hand latched to the lock. She turned the lock, and the gate was now free to open and close. He then entered the park. No emotion of any kind was portrayed on Naruto's face. The once Happy and loving boy had grown up and surrounded by hate which had destroyed all of his good spirit. He was now just a slow moving soul that hasn't found its purpose. And maybe never will.