Have you ever seen a demon attack a little girl and control her soul? I have... Have you ever felt death follow you every where you go? I have... Have you ever been afraid of death and it's mystourous ways? I havn't...
I'm the kind of girl you fear of in your dreams or at school. I'm the kind of girl who's silent 24 HOURS and has no friends. Death dosn't scare me it soothes me. But once it takes something away from you, You change and turn into a person who isn't you. But someone elso who is...what do you say? Normal...
I am Mika, I have black boy short hair, eyes as red as hell, I always wear a black long sleeved dress thats cut a little bit at the bottom of it, and wear little black loafers.
This is my story....
I sat on the bus and leaned my head against the window closing my eyes trying to block out the noise around me. I rarely rode the bus but since it was my last year at elementary school I decided to ride the noise bus for my last day.
I felt a thump on the seat I was siting at. Was someone here to make fun of me?
I looked up at a boy with brown hair that was spiked up with blue and looked a bit fluffy. He wore a green shirt and jeans.
"Hello there." he said with a small smile. "I've seen you before but never really had the chance to ever talk to you."
I nodded my head slightly and whispered. "...Hello..."
His smile didn't drop and then he added "my name is Mura.What about you?"
"...Mika..."
"So your name means full moon. am I right?"
"yes."
"You seem depressed. are you ever happy?"
"I'm not deprressed."
His smile still didn't dispear it mustv'e been clued to his face or something.he never frowned the whole time he was talking to me.
Suddenly he randomly grabbed my pale white cheeks and started to pull them trying to force her to smile.
"What are you doing?" I asked my voice still sounding uninterested and far away.
"Turn that smile upside down!" Mura said in his cheerful mood. "I bet you looke very cute when you do."
I slapped his hands from my face and told him straight. "Don't touch me."
"Ah, are we emo?" he asked. "I'm sorry but you seemed to be lonely ever day of your life. Would you like to be my friend?"
I said nothing and turned to look out the window. HE was really starting to get on my nervous. My frown deepened while I ignored him. When the bus came to a halt he stood up and grabbed his backpack. I looked away from the window and then up at him.
"Well since you didn't answer me I guess the answer shall be a yes." he said as he started walking out the bus.
I watched him out the window and noticed he lived near my house. The last stop was my stop. I waited patiantly until I was there and then got of the bus and went to my broken down, abandoned home which I didn't own.
I walked inside and looked around. "Hello, is anyone there?" I called out even though I knew I wouldn't be answered.
I walked upstairs into my messed up and broken room. My room wasn't the most pleasent of most rooms. I had a cot with a blanket and pillow. Over my cot was three swords hanging on the wall above my head. On my ceiling fan I tied my favorite voodoo doll to the ceiling fan with red string I thought looked alot like blood. And my whole room was painted black.
"What will I do today sleep?" I said out loud as if talking to someone.
THere was pure silence and I whispered to myself. "I guess so.."
I walked slowly to my cot and fell asleep in it.
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