((This one’s kinda short, but I think it’s really cute. Enjoy! ))
あなた sighed and sat on the bench, your (e/c) eyes red and puffy from crying. It wasn’t your fault あなた could see things others couldn’t, あなた were just born… different. Looking to your only friend, your eyes watered once more. People called あなた pathetic to make up the idea of seeing ghosts, but it was no lie. Your only friend was a ghost, and she was five, just like you. Her name was Annabelle, and she died for having the same thing as you. She could see ghosts too, when she was alive. (She comes from WAY back then.) Coming closer to you, she cooed soft words into your ear, trying to calm your crying.
“W-why was I born like this?” あなた questioned, looking to the girl. She shrugged, letting her curly auburn hair fall over her shoulders.
“I guess it’s just the way we were meant to be, あなた and I. We’re just…Different. And don’t worry _____, you’ll find a friend who’s alive! Not everyone’s a meaner, some are actually nice. “Giving あなた an encouraging smile, she disappeared, leaving あなた alone….Again. Wiping the tears from your eyes, あなた saw a boy at about the same age as あなた approaching. He had black hair and was wearing a small black cloak. Giving a soft smile, he sat on the bench 次 to you, and placed…A cat puppet? On the シート, 座席 of the bench.
“Who were あなた talking to?” He inquisitively asked. Looking into your (e/c) eyes, he asked another question. “And why were あなた crying?”
Placing a stray piece of hair behind your ear, あなた sighed and looked to your shoes. “You probably won’t believe me…”
Giving another smile, all the strange boy 発言しました was “Shoot.”
Taking a deep breath, あなた told him your situation. He didn’t interrupt, and he didn’t call あなた a liar. All he did was nod, listening to your story. Taking your small hand in his, he faced you.
“So that’s why あなた were crying? Nobody should be that mean… 次 time they do that to you, tell me and I’ll use black magic on them! Oh, and my name’s Nekozawa.” あなた smiled, he was nice!
“R-really?” あなた looked at him, your smile bright enough to light up a city.
“Really. Just because あなた can see things others can’t, doesn’t mean あなた should be bullied and called names. You’re not different, you’re special. They’re just jealous, and don’t want to believe anything other than what’s in their boring grey lives.” He gave あなた another smile. “Oh, and I didn’t catch your name. What is it?”
Dusting off your skirt, あなた told him your name. “My name’s _______.”
For quite a while, あなた and Nekozawa talked, becoming もっと見る and friendlier with each other. Giving him a キッス on the cheek, あなた bid your farewell and left your new friend.
あなた sighed and sat on the bench, your (e/c) eyes red and puffy from crying. It wasn’t your fault あなた could see things others couldn’t, あなた were just born… different. Looking to your only friend, your eyes watered once more. People called あなた pathetic to make up the idea of seeing ghosts, but it was no lie. Your only friend was a ghost, and she was five, just like you. Her name was Annabelle, and she died for having the same thing as you. She could see ghosts too, when she was alive. (She comes from WAY back then.) Coming closer to you, she cooed soft words into your ear, trying to calm your crying.
“W-why was I born like this?” あなた questioned, looking to the girl. She shrugged, letting her curly auburn hair fall over her shoulders.
“I guess it’s just the way we were meant to be, あなた and I. We’re just…Different. And don’t worry _____, you’ll find a friend who’s alive! Not everyone’s a meaner, some are actually nice. “Giving あなた an encouraging smile, she disappeared, leaving あなた alone….Again. Wiping the tears from your eyes, あなた saw a boy at about the same age as あなた approaching. He had black hair and was wearing a small black cloak. Giving a soft smile, he sat on the bench 次 to you, and placed…A cat puppet? On the シート, 座席 of the bench.
“Who were あなた talking to?” He inquisitively asked. Looking into your (e/c) eyes, he asked another question. “And why were あなた crying?”
Placing a stray piece of hair behind your ear, あなた sighed and looked to your shoes. “You probably won’t believe me…”
Giving another smile, all the strange boy 発言しました was “Shoot.”
Taking a deep breath, あなた told him your situation. He didn’t interrupt, and he didn’t call あなた a liar. All he did was nod, listening to your story. Taking your small hand in his, he faced you.
“So that’s why あなた were crying? Nobody should be that mean… 次 time they do that to you, tell me and I’ll use black magic on them! Oh, and my name’s Nekozawa.” あなた smiled, he was nice!
“R-really?” あなた looked at him, your smile bright enough to light up a city.
“Really. Just because あなた can see things others can’t, doesn’t mean あなた should be bullied and called names. You’re not different, you’re special. They’re just jealous, and don’t want to believe anything other than what’s in their boring grey lives.” He gave あなた another smile. “Oh, and I didn’t catch your name. What is it?”
Dusting off your skirt, あなた told him your name. “My name’s _______.”
For quite a while, あなた and Nekozawa talked, becoming もっと見る and friendlier with each other. Giving him a キッス on the cheek, あなた bid your farewell and left your new friend.