Thursday, March 30, 2006

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Stamina Rose by Yoko Kanno

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couldn't believe it, my father couldn't believe it.

Holding her hand..over her chest, yelling out to the world that he was now alone. Crying out her name so much..telling her that he loved her so much. He didn't want her to leave, and she did. The funeral was taken place the morning after. Almost everyone appeared and wished me well. But I didn't want their wishes and they told me things were going to be alright.

They weren't.

After everyone left, I was there in front of her grave. I wanted to go with her so much..I went crazy..I yelled out so much for her. No one heard me. I needed her, she was my life. That afternoon my dad disappeared and later in the night the police made a visit to us and informed us that he was found hanged under a river, around our house.

This killed me inside, my both parents were gone, my whole life. The memories the smiles, bear hugs and kisses.

I was an orphan now, nobody left. Our house keeper, Hotaru was keeping care of me. Eventually I had to continue this business, but it was too much for me.

I tried to keep up but I always slipped. Soon after my aunt came around, fired Hotaru and lived with me. She ruled the business and obviously wanted the money.

She would come home with all sorts of bags in her hand..and she slept in my parents room. I was so mad but I couldn't do anything right? It was harsh..and I didn't know what to do. I would just stay in my room, doors locked and sit there..I wanted to go with my parents. But I had to put an end to it.

I gave away all of the money to charity and still had my half but that was hidden. My aunt found out and beat the hell out of me for it.

A whip and still in the end, I couldn't move at all. I didn't want to be here. And so I waited to never wake up again. But the tears dried up. And I was still here I never have forgotten what she did to me that night..

Ever since my parents died...my life changed. There was way more to it but I couldn’t handle remembering.



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