It was hard explaining to everyone what happened to my hand when asked. I just tried to brush it off as I just cut my hand preparing food. But deep in the back of my head I wanted to tell everyone what I saw. That grave image is still inbeded into the back of my head. Every time I look down at my hand the image flashes in my mind. Is this my curse? I feel like I deserve all this pain I am going through. I DESERVE IT ALL. On my walk home from school today my mind starts to wonder off and start day dreaming about all the times me and Sayori used to walk home. I am about a 2 blocks away from my house when I hear a voice from behind me. I know that I have heard this voice before. It takes a moments before I realize who's voice it is. I stop dead in my tracks and turn around. The image was so horrific that I couldn't even stomach it. I began to barf out my lunch from earlier today. I whipped my face and looked up. Standing in front of me was Sayori but she didn't have eyes. They where just dark deep black holes. I stare into them for a bit until Sayori started to speak. "Why didn't you check up on me any earlier? Why did you ignore me? Why did you give up on me? WHY? WHY? WHY?" I broke down in front of her and got on my knees screaming "I didn't mean it. I didn't know how much pain you where in. SAYORI I AM SO SORRY." She bends down and speaks "why don't you join me ehehehehEHEHEHEH"
she plunges her hand forth into my chest and I start to cough up blood. I begin to street and I open my eyes realizing that I am laying on the middle of the street. A stranger is next to me saying " I didn't see you kid. I am so sorry. You just walked in front of my car I honked but you just stood there. A ambulance is on its way don't worry!" I spit out blood and begin to lose consciousness.
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Sayori's After Effects
FanfictionMy idea of what would happen after Sayori's death.