Hi, I'm Nagisa, Nagisa Rekan Fear is my full name. I'm not rich, I'm not poor, I was an average. My mom had recently began going out more frequently and my dad was almost never home. The only time they were ever on good terms, was at the time I was 5 years old and younger. I figured it'd always stay that way, always....but I was blind. By the time I was 7, I heard from my grandma that she couldn't deal with the fake lovey-Dovey act any longer from my dad's family side. My dad was in the room, agreeing strongly. My mother was by the door listening to her and I knew she was crying. Her tears were falling onto my face, it was a tragedy...after that day my mom stopped being all touchy with my dad. She never smiled at him, she never laughed with him, and then she slowly stopped being with me. Although it's like this, my feelings don't sway. I'm still laughing, I'm still smiling, I'm still filled with joy. Sure, it's lonely at times and quiet and dark and scary. But I'm still strong, I'm 13 years old and I haven't seen my parents together in so long. If I had one wish, it wouldn't be bringing them back together, it wouldn't be them happy together. It'd be them with someone who actually likes them, they could forget about me because I'm still fine. They deserve to be happy, despite them being like this they were actually the only ones there for my birth and there for my birthdays. I'm grateful, and very much joyed they were there for 6 years by me. Sometimes it's better to be unhappy, it's society after all...it's life...
Today's my birthday, I've just turned 13, and I'm alone in a big house.
