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The Girl in Ikebukuro: Another Story Chapter 1
You wake up to the sound of your cell phone ringing. You sit up in your bed and look at the time. Its noon, you remember making breakfast for your sister and seeing her walk to school with a smile on her face, a smile that everyone loved. You slip out of bed and pick up your phone. "Hello?" "(F/N)! We have great news for you!" You sigh; it was your parents. Ever since you overheard them talking about your face being plain and unattractive, and them wanting to marry you off quickly so they wouldn't have to put up with you, you never felt the same around them. They had always favored and adored your younger sister who was beautiful and charming. With her glossy long black hair and dark brown eyes it was hard not to. You loved her regardless of her being the reason your parents looked down on you. It wasn't her fault your parents favored her over you. "What is it?" "We have set up a date for you an hour from now!" "A d-date?" you repeated. "Yes! Hurry and get dressed! His name is Takuo Ta
The Damned Chapter 2
~Ducunt volentem fata, nolentem trahunt ductus exemplo~
Dark. Why was everything around me dark? Oh, my eyes are closed. I attempted to sit up but something was on top of me. No, someone was on top of me. It was a young man with black hair. His head rested on my chest and his throat was ripped wide open. I rolled the body off and saw that it had left blood all over me. Who was that man? Who…who am I?
I closed my eyes trying to remember something, anything. That’s right I’m (F/N). I’m twenty-six years old, oldest of four kids, and the head at my job.
I stood up and looked around.
“What… happened here?”
The city was completely empty, eerily silent and there were bodies scattered around the park. I walked towards the body closer to me. Its head had been blown off and all that was left was a mess around the body. Pieces of
The Girl in Ikebukuro Another Story 9
READ THE GIRL IN IKEBUKURO CHAPTER 16 BEFORE READ THIS OR IT WON'T MAKE SENSE
You ran as fast as you could out of the apartment. You didn't know where you were going and you didn't care. Taki had betrayed you, she was the only family you had left and she betrayed you. You still didn't understand why she didn't trust Izaya or how she knew him. You didn't understand why she chose a stranger over you. Most of all, you didn't understand what she had said about Izaya harassing you in front of her.
Your memory wasn't great, but was it possible that what Taki said was true? You tried your hardest to remember until you ended up with a throbbing headache. You stopped running and rubbed your temples hoping it would disappear.
To add to your misery, it started to rain and not lightly but hard. You covered your face with your hands and cried. You stood there for a while not caring that you were soaking wet. Then you started walking again, completely oblivious to where you were, and the people arou
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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