It was so beautiful. My old room. It will had my young drawings. Dolls and so forth. It was so amazing that they actually kept this stuff. They removed my small bed though. Instead there was a bigger one. One that I could actually sleep in. "Why is all my stuff still her from when I was younger?" I asked Kesta.
"Because mother never wanted to get rid of them for some reason. I don't know."
"How do you not know. You know everything about mother. Not even Kirm knows as much as you do, and she hangs out with mother 24/7! tell me please sis." I turn around and look at her.
"No. I promised mother I wouldn't. I can't tell you a lot of things. Even If I wanted too. If you want answers, you might as well talk to Kirm. She is the youngest. She's foolish too. So, talk to her."
"Kesta. We used to be best friends. Why won't you tell me anything anymore?"
"Because mother said so!"
"I remember when you smiled." I looked back at the room and not her. "I remember when you had emotion too. We used to play all the time. These dolls," I picked up one. "are so precious. Remember when we used to play with them?" she looked at me blankly. Almost like she wasn't listening.
"Im leaving. Good night Mahna." She left with that.
I got in my new bed. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
My dream was of my mother. When she was kind. Her blue hair and beautiful Kagune. A pink, thorny, rose. How beautiful it looked. When it was covered in blood it looked exactly like a red rose. I remember when blood was good. Killing humans were good. Now, they never, ever, will be again.
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5/29/16
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The One With A Mask (Tokyo Ghoul Story. Not really a Fan Fiction though)
Fantasía#161 tokyoghoul Mahna Takoshiba is not a regular girl. She is a ghoul. Has no friends and is the most wanted ghoul dead. She doesn't try to kill people but ever Friday night is when she kills ghouls. Every once a month though, a human. Just to stay...
