A Victims Silence

A Life Worth Waiting For

I am Tsubaki, I am named after a flower. The Tsubaki flower is beautiful with no frequents, and when it falls it is a silent tragedy. I spend time with my sister and brother until they grew up and left the house when I was three, after they left together my mother had another boy. His name is Lysendar, a pretty white hair baby the takes part as the concert master in the best orchestra around. We grew up hand and hand until he went on a assemble retreat. "Good bye, for now, brother", I hugged him and kisses his lips slowly. "Bye love", he smiled and slowly let my hand go as he went off to his bus. He is the love of my life, just like when my older brother and sister went off together. They have three healthy boys and also a adopted girl, a nice family. When I was young and naive, I thought Lysendar and I would be that way. Until he was raped and killed on a trip, devastated and heart broken, I couldn't function at all. My love was gone, momma told me I'll marry my sister's child but they are too young. So, waiting years I got to the age of having my minstrel, I came of age without a lover and the torture begins. "If a maiden does not have a lover by the age of her minstrel, she has to participate as a slave of the elder man in the house until married", those were my mothers last words before nature took her away. That met for me to marry my father, an old, elderly, winkled, need to not be my husband dad. "I want Lysendar", I cried loudly making a scene in the temple of marriage, the brides maids calmed me to get me to the door. I slowly broke down and cried to my dad for this not to happen, "I thought you loved me", I scream in misery. "I do, that's why you have to", he said. So being married to my father, I adopted to love and had three children all boys. Niyo, my oldest, grew up and became a doctor, Ming, the middle became a singer, and Chemistin, the youngest, became a author. Luckily after my father died I became a teacher at Sweet Amoris, helping children like me, being the current age of twenty seven I have a husband of my own, military. And I'm happy, that I survived, and didn't die from the hurt. As I show them the pictures in my mind own of the wedding and the funeral of my husband. I stay here at Sweet Amoris High, just like the students do. As we go into the actual world again all of my friends start crying, "what's wrong my loves?", they all come crying and running to me, I smile and we all say i love you to each other as we here the announcements recall science teachers to the office. "Any one want to go get food, I'm hungry", Katie said. We all laugh and wipe our tears and hold hands out the room. Knowing life got better and we all got closer.