Here I am, lying on the floor. The pressure of the crumbled ruins of a building slowly
crushes my bones. All that's left of me is my numb body, small breaths, and a hand holding another. That gave me strength, to survive, to live...for her. As I stare at the pitch black sky, I start to remember, how I first met her.
I was just seven or so. I was standing at a vast place of green field with cherry blossoms surrounding it. The scene was beautiful. That's why it became my favorite place. I shared it with no one, nobody. I hated the world then. I hated my so called FAMILY, I hated everyone, my friends, those who call me freak! Those who make fun of me.
Those who I don't even know but beat me to death! I HATED THEM ALL! So I cried all alone in my special place, here I can have peace. Just for a short while I cry. But one day, I heard someone crying too, the same cry I make. A cry of hatred and fear. But the cry was more smaller than mine, that voice. So I wanted to see who that was.
I wanted to make him pay for being in my place. I hid myself behind the trees. "Who's there?" that kid asked in fright. As I came closer I realized that it was a girl. A beautiful girl. I didn't find the strength to even speak. She saw me. She stood up still crying
"Please don't tell Papa I'm here!" "Papa?" "Yes...Papa I don't want to be locked up in my room all day. Please don't tell papa...please..."
She fell on her knees crying louder, non-stop. I felt my chest ache sseing her cry....what was that?
"Wait! Stop! I don't know your 'Papa' ......I'm not bad. Don't cry. Please, here let me help you.."
That was all I could do, help her up. She wiped her tears with the back of her palm and smiled at me.
"My name is Nagi....Nagi Naoe."
"Hi...my name is Hibino.."
"Hibino?"
"Hai! Hibino Nanami!"
She gave me a warm smile. At that time I forgot my hatred towards the world. I had nothing in my mind, nothing else but her...Nanami. We played all day long. For once we were both happy. In our own fortress, away from the world, from the people who tortured us. But it faded away as fast as it came.
"NANAMI?! NANAMI!"
Out of nowhere, a wicked voice echoed.
"N..no...no!!"
She hid in fright. Behind me, clutching my arm as if her life depended on it.
"Why? What's wrong?"
"They're here! They came to lock me up again..NOOO!"
She hid even more, my back was her shield. Thinking I could protect her I said to her...
"Don't worry! I won't let them take you back."
But I was wrong. I got beaten up so bad that all I could do was look at Nanami
as she was dragged back screaming my name. I couldn't do anything...I know that...I know. But what made my hope still strong was our promise...that we would meet again, here. That she'll come back and play with me...but she didn't...
Days passed, that slowly became months, then years. I kept on hoping that she would come back and play with me. But nobody ever came. I felt anger filling my chest again. Not towards someone, but myself. Why couldn't I save her? Why can't I stand up for her? Protect her? Fight for her? Is it because I'm weak? YES! That's it! I'm
too weak to do anything! I'm too weak to protect Nanami! I hated myself for that! I was so mad that I gave out a loud scream. Suddenly, a powerful wind attacked the trees. The cherry blossoms started to circle the whole place wildly. I got frightened. I tried to calm myself down, then the petals started to fall slowly back on the ground in sync with my emotion. Did I do that? Was that my work? These questions were running around my head. I have special powers that I don't even know about. It was Telekinesis. A power of the mind to control objects at will. But at that time, I did not know what it was called or what it could actually do. I vowed to study my gift, one way or another. With my anger placed in it, I managed to control the POWER I have. Now I could save Nanami.
