Once again the silent girl walked through the streets of a now empty town. She wore a black frilly dress that ended at her knees and once again not wearing shoes but only socks. This time though badanges covered her lower arms and right thigh. A gauze pad on her left cheek from wear someone had pushed her earlier in the day.
Her bright blue eyes and silver hair glowed in the light of the moon as she walked past street lights and allyways. If you hadn't seen her, you would never know that she had even been there. It was deathly quiet.
The small girl hugged her stuffed bunny to her chest as she walked past an alley way. She knew there was something in there and she heard sounds of metal. She didn't like it. It scared her and reminded her of the last day she talked.
Her stuffed rabbit was a dark lavender colour with brown button eyes and nose. The mouth was just stitching in an X pattern.
To calm herself down from the sounds of metal she decided to sing once again.
*Play song*
Cultivate your hunger before you idealize.
Motivate your anger to make them all realize.
Climbing the mountain, never coming down.
Break into the contents, never falling down.
My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man railed at me twice though, but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
You say, "Dreams are dreams.
"I ain't gonna play the fool anymore."
You say, "'Cause I still got my soul."
Take your time, baby, your blood needs slowing down.
Breach your soul to reach yourself before you gloom.
Reflection of fear makes shadows of nothing, shadows of nothing.
You still are blind, if you see a winding road,
'Cause there's always a straight way to the point you see.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.
Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end
*Wind- Akeboshi*
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Lost in your voice
FanfictionMy mama and papa arn't here anymore. I heard the adults talking. They said that I'm the only survivor of my family. Everyone else is underground. People around me are always nice because i'm always alone but i know that it's fake. That's why i don'...
