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CHAPTER THREE,   warning   [both channy & wasabi, mostly wasabi skk]

"Olive!" a faint voice called, as if it were in the distance, "Olive!" It called again. I stirred, my eyes narrowing. Once I could finally see I saw a worried expression on my two best friends Jesse Manark and Hanseok Lee, ''Are you okay?'' they asked, worried for my life.

''I think,'' I replied, focused on the falling leaves,''Why are you guys here?''

''We were both walking to school, until we saw you.'' they said together, almost in harmony which made me jealous,''Anyway where did you come from?''

''My mother's burial.''I murmured, almost too quiet to hear, they sensed I was not found of that subject, so we stopped conversing. It was quiet almost too quiet, the silence was haunting, yet I didn't want start a new conversation. So we just stood there awkwardly, wishing we had not brought up the subject that meant so dearly to me. Until finally I suggested we start moving, we didn't know where to go but we started walking anyway. It hurt to see the leaves fall, each leaf representing a moment mom and I had together, only flooding my path to make it harder for me to move on. We stopped in front of my house, although we didn't realize how we got there we accepted it anyway.

''So I guess this means goodbye.'' Jesse sadly said,''Promise we will meet again.''

''Please!''Hanseok added. I wasn't sure how to respond to that, it was like some little voice was warning me we won't because a travesty would happen to one of us. It felt like a switch that would never turn off. I gave a short nod sparing my voice, it wasn't what they expected but filled them with relief. They waved goodbye and walked away, I then approached the steps to my house one, two, three I was afraid of what my dad would say to me but at the same time I didn't care. I opened the door the moment I came in my dad started to yell at me for being home late and running away, he kept yelling at me but I couldn't tell what for. The words he said where hurtful and explicit but it did not affect what already hurt, the gaping scar I am forced to carry. Not now I don't want to deal with this, so I dragged into my room, as if the wait of worlds were holding me down, but as I walked up the stairs my room seemed to get farther and farther, drifting me into a tunnel of darkness, the pain returned to my head only this time harder. I was numb all again making me feel as if it were all a nightmare, my only bedroom light faded away from sight, once again reality left me behind and all I have is darkness.