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Thursday, January 18, 2007
Tomma's Time
Okey dokie! ^^
Tomma ran back to the grave, wishing that she could stay for just a while longer…besides; her mother didn’t expect her to be home for another hour…if she ran, she could make it in ten minutes. “I want to spend some quality time, with…” The word was sour on her tongue. “Dad.” She whispered. The wind picked up, just then. There was a wind chime hanging wisely from a tall cherry tree, and its chimes sounded like her dad calling. Turning around to face his grave, she felt a rumble grow within her. Maybe she was sick? She hadn’t said his name since it happened. The rumble grew bigger, and even the wind chimes shuddered with fright. ‘Go back…go back…go back…” The chimes called to her. “Go…back.” She mouthed. Her head turned up at the grave, where everything turned black. She opened her eyes, despite the burning light. Her eyes filled with tears at what she saw next. “…Dad?” She croaked, at the person standing in front of her. The person nodded. She breathed, and the face melted away with cherry petals. Instead stood a proud looking tiger, which looked just like her dad, with his proud gaze. The tiger’s eyes softened and she reached out her hand to pet it. The tiger moved closer to her, its soft paws making no sound across the bottom…the bottom of what? The tiger swayed slightly, and ignoring her offered hand, it stood to her left. On its hind legs, it was half her size; of course, she was sitting on her knees. She looked at it, and it nuzzled itself across her hip. Its fur was warm, and smelled like cherries. A pain erupted from her side, but maybe it was just her pain. The pain increased, like fire, and the tiger slowly melted away…along with the petals…she woke up, curled up on the ground, her back to the grave marker, and the rose she had laid down, twisted between her fingers. She leaned her head back, against the cold stone, and sighed very loud. The wind chimes sighed back. She stood up, placed the rose on the stone, and walked away. It was a lot darker than it was earlier, and she glanced at her watch, gasped, and darted through the rows. She started to pick up speed when she was out of the graveyard, and she wondered why she was running a lot faster than she used to. Her hair whipped across her head, and she felt free. She let out a great yell, of happiness, and was astonished when all that came out was a tiger’s roar. Tomma shrugged, and bolted down the steep hill with new confidence.
That was Tomma, next is Momoko. PI, plz pm me!
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