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Saturday, August 6, 2005


Endless Journey

IMPORTANT(sorta): ok for this chapter i didn't split it into two parts becuz this chapter is really really boring believe me so i just wanted to get it over with and i honestly don't care if u read this chapter or not. i would tell u why i even wrote this chapter but that would spoil it, so -.- i can't tell u. u can read it if u want to so u get a better understanding of the story but it is really really boring.

anyway besides that i saw a movie where these hungry kids devoured a man. it was nasty... this girl who witnessed it wanted to forget about but they needed to find out what happened so they hypnotized her. X_x scary...

Amaya- picture her with long black hair a little past the shoulders and dark blue eyes almost black eyes. she wears a purple kimono and a yellow flower decorated sash. she has a young and beautiful face, about 18 years of age.
Miss Anonymous- picture her adult like yet young. she looks a little bit older than Amaya, a little tired looking. A nice decorated yellow kimono. She has long black hair and wears some make-up.

Miss Anonymous


woman: It’s really none of my business but what are you doing at this time of night and in the rain?

Amaya: *looks down* I’m... I’m looking for a killer...

woman: *looks at Amaya surprisingly but then in an understanding way* I see... And who did he kill... Your father?

Amaya: *looks up at the woman a little surprised. It was as if she knew everything* How did you know?

woman: That’s not important. You must be hungry.

Amaya: Um... yes, actually I am. If it’s not to much...

woman: Don’t be silly. I’ve made some soup and it’s much too much for me to eat alone.

Amaya: (this woman lives alone... that’s probably what it’s going to be like when I get back home...)
The woman pours Amaya a bowl of soup

Amaya: If you don’t mind me asking....

woman: No... What is it?

Amaya: Do- do you live alone?

woman: *looks down* Yes, I do... In a way.
Amaya looked puzzled

woman: Hahaha... Well you see im actually married; my husband is a patrolman and well lets just say he’s hardly ever home.

Amaya: I’m sorry... I shouldn’t have asked.

woman: Oh no!! It’s fine really. I miss having some one to talk to. All I have are these horses. It can get very lonely. Uh... Finish your soup.

Amaya: Thank you.
Amaya not realizing how hungry she was, finished the whole pot of soup.

Amaya: Oh! I’m sorry. I guess I didn’t realize how hungry I was.

woman: No!! Hahaha I think you did me a favor. No left overs. *gave a small smile*

Amaya: Thank you for your hospitality but I think I should be going.

woman: It’s still raining and you look very tired, there are no lodges near by, I think you’d better stay.

Amaya: Well... Um... okay.

woman: *smiles* You can have my bed.

Amaya: Oh! No! I couldn’t just an extra blanket and I’ll be fine.

woman: Oh, well... Okay.
Amaya finally got to bed. The next day Amaya being as tired as she was over slept till late afternoon.

Amaya: Omigosh!! It’s late isn’t it!!!? *looks around the house not seeing anyone*
Amaya looked out back by the stable and there was the woman.

woman: Hahaha. Good afternoon!

Amaya: *smiles* Uh... Thank you for your kindness but I have to leave now. I really should have set off early this morning.

woman: You were tired and I didn’t want to wake you. But if you have to leave wait a moment. *walked over to the house* I made you some bread you can take with you. This should hold you for awhile.

Amaya: *took the bread that was rapt in a piece of cloth.* Thank you really. You have been too kind.

woman: No it was nothing... But I do wish you wouldn’t continue with this journey. The man you are after could be anywhere. It’s a foolish thing to do.

Amaya: Haha... My friend told be the exact same thing. But I won’t rest until I find that demented killer.

woman: *looks disappointed* Well... Okay if you must go... I wish you a safe journey and I hope we will meet again. Goodbye...

Amaya: Goodbye and thank you again. *starts to walk off but then turns around* Uh...

woman: Yes?

Amaya: You never told me your name.

woman: Let’s just keep my name anonymous. But I would like to know yours.

Amaya: Okay miss anonymous *smiles* My name is Amaya.

Miss Anonymous: Beautiful name.

Amaya: I hope we’ll meet again too.


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