Harus story.

Chapter 1- Haru

Now that I remember a bit more I was such a bad kid. Why was I never even loved? I wonder if it was my eyes, those eyes my own mother called monstrous but they aren't. I was told so many times they were unique but mother and father never thought of it like that. My name is Haru Fuyuki. I was born on October 26, my mother and father were Chiyo Fuyuki and Kurai Fuyuki.

When I was born it seemed that I had two different colored eyes: the left was a dark blue-green and the right was brown. Both my parents had brown eyes so the blue was a deemed mystery. My father was furious, accusing his lover of having an affair. She tried so hard to convince him she had no affair; he never believed her he became more violent than he's ever been, this child she had given birth to was a monster seen in her eyes. She started hating me so much but deep down i know she still loved me...

"Why were you even born!" "why were you born with different eyes now your father thinks i did something you are useless!" Those are the things he heard growing up constantly and the beatings he received would stay with him till the age of 5...

It was a quiet morning haru woke up curious since it was never this quiet, no yelling. Not his parents arguing. Nothing. He cautiously and quietly went to his parents bedroom. That is when his life changed for the worse or for the better. There he saw his mother laying in a big pool of blood. His father on the bed he didn't turn to even look at him. His legs weakened and his eyes widen. he almost fell but he just stared. He then spoke up, "mother..Father?" He ran to his mothers body, falling down having a hold of her hand tearing up. "Mother no no.." His father just looked at him "this is all your fault." He looked at him with dead eyes before getting out of bed running and throwing a bottle at him, it hit his head as he felt he couldn't move but he forced himself to get up looking at his dad close to getting near him and just in the nick of time he got up. And ran, beaten and limping; he can't believe what he just saw he ran to his room shutting the door tightly.

He just was shocked now. His mother was dead, his father killed her. Why?.. And in the process only could blame him. He might have been beaten repeatedly, cursed out hated but he couldn't help but wish it was just like yesterday his dad passed out drunk, his mother cooking, him in his room waiting for anything, what had happened? Why was this happening to him? He doesn't even remember what happened. He was bleeding so much but from where? No one was around.. Time goes by and he feels so tired.
(Hours went by) Haru woke up. He was lucky he did not die from too much blood loss but he managed to survive he didn't know how. He went to look around to see if his father was around but he was not. It was now night he went to take a shower he did something that really only older kids can do. He knew how to take care of himself, he took a shower washing all the blood out luckily it wasn't such a bad slash on the head but still was bad. He bandaged his head up. He then went back to his parents room still seeing his mother dead on the floor. He loved her. He just sat next to her holding her in his arms. Then started humming a song his mother used to sing to him when he was younger. She always secretly sang to him, always when his father was either working or not home. She would always take care of him with the best care. She just had to act bad. He started tearing up and tears fell down his cheeks. He caressed her cheek. She was cold. She was pale. He saw maggots crawling on her wounds.

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