Chapter 2A Chapter by Weeping WillowKahime's rivalWhen I got to the office I had found my friends waiting for the principal, as I sat next to them I was thinking of how I would have to lie again. I wasn’t afraid of Shippou; I was upset of how her parents would hurt her if they found out. I have known Shippou since we were young and her parents would bash her if she didn’t get A’s. So every time we get caught I blame it on myself, although Shippou doesn’t know that. My friends look at me, “What happen this time?” Izanami asks, “Me and Kaminari were late for class, again” she says smiling. I smile back, “Let’s just say Shippou felt my fists of fury,” I reply. I don’t know why but everyone except my friends think I’m the meanest thing around. But really I just act tough so that the primary school attack never happens again. “Not again, Kahime” the principal says looking at me, I smile but she just stares “Ring Kahime’s parent again she’s going home, but this time for a month.” She says to one of the office ladies, “No need,” I say walking out of the office, as soon as I’m out of the school I take of my wig. “If only I didn’t act tough,” I say to myself. I decide to go the lake; my favourite place in this world, my favourite place is the waterfall lake of my dreams. As I lay next to the waterfall I fall to sleep, ∞ The hut in Skier, “Hey, Kahime I brought you so bread, I hope it’s not to burnt.” The little boy says giving some bread to Kahime, she smiles “It’s fine, just think of it as crispy duck.” She says as she takes a bite, he smiles and takes a bite. “I’ll keep you save, no matter what. And if you get lost I’ll find you, that’s a promise.” He says after he finishes his bread. Kahime looks at him and knows he’s serious, she tries to lighten the mood with a few jokes but it doesn’t work. ∞ When I wake up again its twilight, so I quick head home. Dad gets really angry every time I lie about who started the fight, but he always knows when I lie so his going to be mad as hell when I get home. I take my time when I get into my street, most of the kids are ready and waiting for our street wide game, it happens every night but they don’t play if I don’t join them. I quickly tell them that I won’t be able to play as I walk through my house’s broke gate. When I’m inside dad just stares at me, so I go straight to my room. Why doesn’t he worry about me when I go missing? I ask myself, even when I was kid and went missing dad won’t care. I look out my broke window, and think why couldn’t mum be alive? But then I remember, I was the cause of her death. © 2012 Weeping WillowAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 1, 2012 Last Updated on October 1, 2012 AuthorWeeping WillowDream land, Shelbyville, AustraliaAboutMy name is Weeping Willow I am a girl, and I love to write. I’m not always good and usually get bored of something easily. I’m a little weird and far out when it comes to stories. Even th.. more..Writing
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