What are that...memories?

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Well, i put it here because i was listening this nice song (: enjoy!!
if had a mistake tell me, ok? Cuz english is not my first language. (I know will have some one...)
I like put picturis in my history. =)
This chapter is very short, just like the others... sorry for it.
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___□ 3° POV □___

After staring at the hat for sometime, he concluded that if it had no owner, he could take it... after all, it wasn't anyone's, right?

So the boy took the hat, and the moment he put it on his head, he saw himself in the pitch, in the most complete darkness, he felt alone, but at the same time watched over, it was like everything and nothing at the same time, he felt submerged it was like he was underwater, but he never knew how to swim... so how was he not drowning? Who so far hadn't moved an inch, was he really under water? These were the boy's thoughts.
after what seemed like minutes, almost hours for the child, he found himself back on the beach where he was before putting the hat on, was he imagining all that or did it really happen...? the darkness, the feeling of loneliness, what felt like deja-vu, what felt like the deepest corner of the mind, or was it memories? He realized that not even a few minutes had passed.

He snapped out of his stupor as quickly as he'd entered, getting to his feet he looked around for anything that might catch his attention, finding nothing, he walked off the beachfront and into the forest, his mind not really considering what had turned out to happen...

The child stopped a little, right after running from the edge of the beach, he felt a little dizzy, stopped running, walking little by little until he stopped next to a tree, everything around was more and more distorted and swirling, as the images As they got darker, the child started to think that the fruit he ate was poisoned... but even the poisoned fruits that civilians once gave him didn't have that effect, so what was the difference? That was the boy's thought before passing out.

Far away, two boys are screaming for a familiar name, as they search for it, they and a woman are looking for the now passed out child, what was supposed to be a happy and celebratory day has become one of worry, searching and despair.

they look in the city, on the beach and start looking in the forest and during that time, two hours pass of growing despair and concern, they continue like this ,until they see a light a little dim, but as it was already dusk, falling towards the night, they can see it clearly, it looks like the light of a stove deeper in the forest, behind some trees, they find that person, 'resting', slumped over as if he had slept and didn't get up so soon, his hands a little dirty as if he'd grabbed hold of trees and landed on the ground just before the fall, his skin paler than usual, at least what you see of dark skin like his, but more of a sickly pale, his eyes resting normally in a deep sleep and a closed and serious expression, well... what a child's face could manage.

they looked relieved at first glance, but after they got closer and checked more closely, concern filled their previously relieved faces, soon the woman checked the fainted child's pulse, it was better than her thoughts told her, well... but no better than she saw herself, so the older woman said, trying to calm down and not worry the children beside her, making the best face she could have at that moment, she tells the two children to accompany her because she will be taking the smallest to her house, the two boys agreed, they seemed to calm down a little with the woman's answer and tone, getting up from there, they saw that the child had a hat in his hands, holding it tightly as if it could fly away, they tried to take the hat off, but their grip only tightened and they ended up leaving the hat that way. Soon after starting to walk they noticed that it was dusk and there was the trail of the boy's footprints, which seemed crooked and strong, like this, dragging and falling where he was, now... they were really worried, and questions arose,like how long had he been like that, how did he get like that, and if anything bad had happened before they arrived, during the hurried walk to the woman's house, they checked the child's skin for any bruises or scratches, finding nothing, they only had questions in their heads, arriving at the house next to the bar, the woman began to see if there were any symptoms of illness or toxins in the child still sleeping, and the blond boy who had been there from the beginning tried to say that there was meat, but even those magic words didn't wake up the unconscious boy, worrying those present in the room even more.

___□ LUFFY POV □___

I see dark... i feel..... very hungry that fruit was smol... i want more meat...__ he change his hollow face to a upset and hungry one.

No... wait... why i feeling so... diferent? I no like this dark. Why Is everthing so lonely? Where is Sabo, Makino and Ace? This it is because that stranger fruit...Or is just i was tired to fall sleep like this...? I don't remember well... my head is starting to hurts a lot, thinking is so hard!!! Wait... if i think is because i can move or go out this strange place?__ the boy widened his eyes, trying to move his own body but, is a fail try, he keep trying until he notice he not even can say anything... and he try say too.

I was trying like Makino say, try until you can- wait... it is a voice? Oh! Shishishi if this mysterious voice found and help me to get out here? The only thing that i can make is close my eyes and mouth...but he could help... i gonna make sigh! With what? The mysterious voice is getting close! Yes! I make a low sound with my mouth, it can hear me? Im very hungry... i could ask if he has some food or even meat!!! Think make more hungry, ahhhhhhhhhhh this voice will came later uhhhhhhhh.

Whatever, this voice is calling some thing like... begin for fun and... if theres has some one? Ehhhh... ummmmm.... i could be friend if he be cool, nice and found me, i hope he came soon

 i could be friend if he be cool, nice and found me, i hope he came soon

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