I knew I had messed up. I had never seen Tamaki so angry with me, and it was because I was so blinded by resentment to see what was really going on. He was in the wrong, too, though. He shouldn’t have gone behind my back. I refused to apologize until he realized he was just as wrong as me. I had been holed up in my room since I returned to the mansion, and I didn’t want to go out in fear of running into my brother. I didn’t want to know what the second altercation would be like. Still, late in the evening, there was a knock on my door. “Mistress Katashi?” I recognized the voice to be my maid, Shima. I allowed, “Come in.” She cracked open the door and poked her head in, “Mistress Katashi, you have a visitor.” The first person who came …show more content…
We both felt the same fear coursing through us, but it was best to get it over with. We both tried to speak at the same time and immediately stopped. Tamaki said quietly, “Sorry. You can go first.” I took a deep breath and apologized, “Tamaki, I’m really sorry for the way I was acting towards you and for thinking such terrible things. I didn’t understand why you did it, but I still shouldn’t have presumed that you were doing it out of selfishness. Thank you for giving me two more years with Mama. It was the best thing you could have done for me.” “I thought you hated me,” he told me. “No! I never did! I was shocked, and I didn’t know what to think. I was bitter, but I never would hate you. Mama didn’t, either. I really do love and care for you, Tamaki,” I explained. For the first time in an extremely long time, I had meant it when I said I loved him. Tamaki smiled, “And I’m sorry I went behind your back like that. I should have told you. Even if it was just a letter, you deserved a goodbye and some sort of explanation. Everything I did was for you. I love you, too, Katashi.” He opened his arms, and I gratefully ran into them. The twins started clapping, which made me laugh. “We did what we wanted to do. We’ll see you guys tomorrow,” they waved, walking
His opposer stands triumphantly as he thought to have succeeded in his mission. “How ill mannered is he?” the sniper murmured to himself with a devious smile. Standing tall in all black; blazer, bow tie, socks, Balmoral shoes, with the button up also to be corresponding. He appears seemingly endless like a black shadowed character made up to startle young children. The opposing sniper moves as if he is the actual Slender Man. As he stands as a vacuous man, I conjure my scheme to vanish him.
“ I repeat, anyone living within 100 miles of Mt. Everest, please evacuate. This is not a joke, evacuate right now,” the news anchor cautioned.
“Oh, gods,” Rukia clamped a hand over her mouth. Of course he’d be upset with her..she’d be pretty upset, too, if Toushiro tried sheltering all the burden by himself. “I can’t believe I just--,” she rubbed her face in shame and exhaustion, “Shit, I’m so sorry Toushiro...I didn’t think--I’m such a terrible person…”
She grabbed Aya’s cold hand that almost seemed foreign to her and lightly squeezed. “For everything. For being so awful when we met. I-I’m so sorry. I n-never had the chance to tell you how important you are to me and o-oh god we never had the chance to...help you...walk. Please forgive me.”
Just a night. An ordinary night, around fifteen to eleven o’clock. I lay there playing with my xacto knife kit. It belonged to my Grandfather’s aunt. So I guess that’s my great great aunt. Well anyways I finally set aside my kit and started to try and sleep. I’m at my grandparents house in the Fairfax District of Los Angeles. The house? Why it’s a classic Spanish themed home built precisely in 1929. At the end of a Golden Era: The Roaring Twenties. So as I turn to closed eyes I see a boy. A young Hasidic Jewish boy. He looks around the age of eight or nine and asks me in a seemingly cute creepily voice Have you seen my family? I asked what family. The family that seems to be missing. I asked are you from around here? He says, yes I grew up here in the brown roofed house.
and I didn't really want to even though most of me did want to. I want to first start by saying sorry about telling you that we didn't like each other. at first I honestly didn't think anything would happen between us. but I mean, things change yanno.
“Nuclear bomb-- Sector E4Y N9H, --- Extraction --- Sector E4Y N0G --” That was all Warren heard before the transmission was cut, and the old radio died. He looked around in shock before rolling out of his makeshift bed, he sighed when he noticed the small figure sleeping in a tree above him. “Audrey, get up, We might finally escape this hell-hole!” Warren yelled, forgetting to keep his voice down out of pure excitement. Audrey fell out of the tree she was sleeping in, she was supposed to be on guard duty. “Huh, what?!” She squealed, rolling to her feet. As she stood up and looked around wildly, she swung her rusty Colt Python around like she had been attacked. They stood in silence as Audrey glared at Warren, If looks could kill… he thought.
As we were driving back to the city, it was different. There was no traffic, just abandoned cars either on fire or blown to pieces. Multiple houses were burned to the ground. Broken windows with bloodstains inside the stores. Instead of going downtown, we decide to check on our homes. Andrew has fallen asleep, which is good because I don't want him to see all this. Ryo is just staring out the window showing no emotion, as always. Lily is crying, but she is trying to hide it. Others are just shocked. We make a turn, entering Ryo’s neighborhood. The first few houses are either blown up or on fire. We can see cars with luggage around it, as if those families were leaving.We pull up at Ryo’s house and it was still good as new. It looked so different from other houses. It looked untouched. We all walk out of
Men and women stood a little taller in their homes today. Ears straining to hear the sound of imagined trucks. Hearts racing as the smell of fear and sorrow wafted through the air. I felt fear more than anything, and sweat was pouring down my back in rivers; soaking the back of my shirt. I could see the wall in the distance from my place in front of the door. The wall kept us all safe from the outside world beyond the border of the United Sates, but how much longer would that last? The war had taken so much from us, leaving us to a dictatorship that had changed drastically from person to person.
"Good job, girls. Now, was that too hard?" Yes, it was. "Go clean yourselves for dinner." Lola smiled.
The harshly cold air causes me to shuffle along stiffly. I pull my hood up over my head with my
"Im so sorry about her, are you boys ok?" Me and Roberto then looked at each other.
"Excuse me, sirs, we're going to have to ask you to leave." the female voice said. "If you refuse, I have security here who will escort you
For the time I hurt you and any other reason you are angry at me, I feel sorry. I am aware that my apology doesn’t mean much to you (I whiteness you never speak with Marisa after fight), but aside from that, I want to tell that although I was hurt by your words at the moment as well (as much or little I can remember)and that we should set some boundaries in the future, if there is future.
“Oh, sorry. I was just thinking about something. You know, Mother.” I said desperately, letting tears roll down my cheek. Gleam understood this and immediately tried to cheer me up. She came over and...