Lemmingx3

The fear of losing your home and your parents.. It's something that you'd never forget. They didn't die, no. It was a cruel way to dispose of you instead. You had spent almost a month on the cold streets while you were only five years old. Even you wondered how you had survived those days. Not only that, but you had also realized that your parents moved out of town or even the country barely a week later so that you couldn't follow them at all. You had managed to make a tiny hut using a thin blanket of a cloth which you stayed in. The cold snowy winter days had nearly gotten to much for you at some point, until someone saw you. "Hey you.."

There was blood everywhere, you no longer felt safe in your own house. They were everywhere, soldiers were everywhere! It was the first time you were seriously terrified, especially when you ran from your invaded home. You didn't know where you could go, and eventually you screamed. The massive amount of blood running from Kiku's body when you encountered him, he was lying on the ground almost lifelessy. Still alive, but stabbed by his own sword several times and it was left in his chest. You knelt down next to the Japanese man, attempting to pull out the sword but you were stopped in your tracks by Kiku himself. "R-run..." He coughed up so

The fresh beating of a heart.. It was when you were born, you were living your life. Growing up from a young age to an older age, and you enjoyed every bit of it. You started making friends and started hanging out, everything went along with the flow. But eventually you became __ years old, and you started feeling rather lonely in a way. It wasn't that you didn't have any contact with the outside world, but it was more in a boyfriend kind of sense. Yet you always told yourself that your true love would come up eventually at some point, searching for that person wouldn't help a bit, that's what you were confinced of. Overall you did well, y

Heavy pants and breaths slipped your lips as you were leaning against the wall right infront of a house. You didn't have time to look at your surroundings yet after you ran so much to make sure that none of them was following you anymore. Thanks to that, in the end you ran more than you could actually take, and on top of that you were still injured and unable to treat your wounds at the moment.. so you were grateful that you could still stand at this point. It took you a good ten minutes until you finally could start paying attention to the things around you. Somehow the house you were standing right in front of looked very familiar, yet you

"Oh, so you caught up.. but.." Mattie spoke, pausing as he suddenly flung down the hockeystick in his hand, you flinched as its tip loudly hit the desk you were standing behind. "I can't let you go, just yet" You couldn't get yourself out of this now. Running wasn't much of an option since Mattie was blocking the door, and besides that everything was locked after all. So either way he would probably catch up to you quickly. "What are you planning to do with me?" You asked. He reacted by letting out a small chuckle, raising the hockeystick to have it lean on his shoulder as he stood. "There is some business I have to take care of.. with you

You let out a soft sigh, you nearly fell asleep again since you still felt so tired. And as soon as you heard the ringtone of your cell phone you barely even cared, however it landed all the way on the other side of the room was a question as well. Besides that Arthur wasn't planning to let go of you yet anyhow, you didn't want to move either since it was too comfortable in his arms. "Don't worry about it, love. Just let it slide.." Arthur whispered, his eyes gazed over the the cell phone from time to time but he didn't do anything about it. You merely nodded as you lightly shifted your position to sit a bit more comfortable in Arthur's lap.

You strolled through the darkness of the night, crossing the streets in order to get home after a late night party. The light of the street lights dimly shone down on you as you moved, you were in quite a hurry. Your parents strickly told you to get home at twelve at most, but by the time you realized you were late it was already near one o clock. You were surprised that they didn't even call you yet, or worse.. they would come to pick you up personally. It was rather quiet on the streets, the chirping of crickets was the only thing you heard as your feet pounded to the sidewalk. All you could think of was how mad your parents were going to

The sea's water lightly splashed against the wood of the small boat you were seated in. For a day that had the sun shining brightly, it wasn't extremely hot at all. Your eyes were focused on the water below you as two people of the crew were rowing in silence. None of you could really believe that your caretaker was going to attempt to surface secretly, and try to rob certain people without the usual havoc the crew would cause. Partly it was a bad idea, all of you knew that. Eventually you finally looked up into Arthur's direction. You actually sat right next to him, watching how the light breeze of air rushed through his messy blonde locks.

You remembered the day as if it was yesterday, the day you were being babysitted by who you always called your big brother, Yao. You were only three years old when your parents were at work and you were moved to be looked after by Yao who also happened to be looking after his younger brother, Kiku. That typical day a new neighbour moved into the same street you lived in, so Yao decided to take you and Kiku along to meet them. Of course you were scared at first, just like when Yao's family moved into the street. But that changed quickly. It was a surprise when you first met Ivan, he looked about the same age as Yao which was at least five yea

The fear of losing your home and your parents.. It's something that you'd never forget. They didn't die, no. It was a cruel way to dispose of you instead. You had spent almost a month on the cold streets while you were only five years old. Even you wondered how you had survived those days. Not only that, but you had also realized that your parents moved out of town or even the country barely a week later so that you couldn't follow them at all. You had managed to make a tiny hut using a thin blanket of a cloth which you stayed in. The cold snowy winter days had nearly gotten to much for you at some point, until someone saw you. "Hey you.."

A sword isn't just something you hold.. you have to use it with care You sighed as you recalled the words she told you in your head, you were lying on the soft grass, your wooden training sword was lying next to you. At this rate, you figured you were never going to get Japan's trust, yet you never gave up.. because you wanted to show you were worth her time. Your eyes stared up to the pink cherry blossoms the tree had, once in a while your eyes followed a petal that was swept away by the light breeze that was in the air. Your eyes kept following each petal until they slowly hit the ground, it made you feel as lost as these petals.. it made

"But why?" You asked. You were facing Ludwig as he just told you that he was breaking up with you, you looked at the stone cold blue eyes that hid behind his glasses. You watched as he reached into the pockets of his school uniform, pulled out a small black box and placed it into your open hand before turning away from you. "I just don't think this will work out" That's the last thing you heard coming from Ludwig before he walked off. Your heart broke, but somehow you didn't go after him to beg for him to stay or keep bugging him to tell him the true reason for breaking up with you. No, you just stood there, watching him off as he headed for

The room was quiet, you were listening to the endless beeps that came from the monitor. The thought of passing away at any given moment wat painful, but it was close to the deadline. You needed an organ transplant or you weren't going to survive, and you had counted the amount of days from the day the doctor told you how long you possibly had left without a transplant. After counting today, you only had four days left before it would be too late. You let out a soft sigh as you adjusted your laying position underneath the tick white hospital sheets, you felt so weak and upset. And the worst feeling was that the marriage you and your fianc

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