Into a New Path

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"Sakura Talking."
'Sakura's Thoughts,'
'Inner's Thoughts,'
"Inner Talking."
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*Dream*
"MAMA!! PAPA!! NO! STOP IT! STOP IT! PLEASE STOP. LET THEM GO. LET THEM GO!!" Sakura screamed as she was being held down, forced to watch as her parents were repeatedly beaten and hurt. Her mom coughed out blood ,and Sakura's eyes widened as she saw one of the masked man approach her mom with a knife. "S-stay a-away..STAY AWAY FROM HER!" She screamed and tried to get out of their hold, but failed as her small body was weak. Her eyes widened and body froze when she saw the knife inside her mother's stomach. Her mother let out a cough of blood and fell down to the ground. Sakura felt tears escape her eyes ,and she inwardly begged.

'Please..someone please help us. Please...' She looked as her mother stilled; her chest unmoving. She let out a shaky gasp and heard a thump next to her. There laid her father; his head was no longer part of his body. Fear filled her small body, and her tears kept pouring down. "HELP ME!!"
*Dream ends*

Sakura woke up with a gasp and held a hand to her heart. She rubbed her eyes with her small hands and looked around. "This isn't my house," she states as she smelled the familiar Hospital atmosphere. "Wait... my dream. No, no, no I-it's not real. Mama and papa are alive. T-they're alive." Sakura quickly jumped out from the hospital bed and exited her room. She ignored the cries of the nurses calling out to her, and ran out of the hospital. She bumped into people and didn't bother to apologize. Nothing mattered to her right now. She just wanted to see if her dream was just a dream. A nightmare.

Her small legs were aching, but she didn't care. She knew she was nearing her home. She ran for another 10 minutes and took the turn to her home. She slowed down and started walking fast. "Come on. I'm almost there," she muttered but slowly stopped as she saw the familiar crime scene tape. 'No..' She felt her heart break as she ran under the tape and into the house she grew up in. She didn't bother taking her sandals off and ran to her parents' room. She slammed the door open and was about to call out for them , but paused as she saw the room partly destroyed and in the middle two white outlines of two bodies. She let her head hang down and felt tears fall down her face onto the white markings. Her once cheery house was silent and lonely. Her tears felt warm against her face.

She let herself fall to the floor, sadness filling her tiny body full. Her small body shook with her sobs. "M-mama, p-papa. I-I'm so sorry. P-please come back. I p-promise t-to behave. I-I'll be a g-good girl. P-please come back." She whispered and pleaded for them, but they never came back. She was left alone at the age of five. She stared at the floor with a saddened stare. She clenched her small hands into fists and hit the floor. Pain flooded through her arm, but she didn't care. She punched the floor again and again, letting her frustration out on the floor. She let out a pain filled scream. She didn't care if anyone heard her, called her crazy, or anything. She just wanted them back.

'Get up.'