I'm sorryI'm sorry .
What is saying that actually going to do ? Will you think my apology is heartfelt ?
No , of course not .
Why should I apologise if I am selfish . Surely selfish people don't apologise .
You never apologised ....
All those times you shouted , screamed and laid a hand on me you never apologised .
For all the times you made me feel like an insignificant piece of filth , you never apologised .
My only fault is trying to be who I want to be .
My only folly was believing that you would want me to be me .
My only downfall was not to come running to your every beck and call .
I am not going to be a mindless drone .
I will not wish to be taken from this plane of existance .
I will never be like you .
For that I am not sorry .
For that I will never apologise .
A Night with TREAIve always thought that I lived a very boring, very normal life for someone my age, a sixteen-year old second year high school Japanese student. I went to a good high school, made decent grades, and then stayed to train with the volleyball team. Id go home, exhausted but satisfied, and be greeted by my Okaa-san and my little sister, Eiko. After taking a bath I would finish all my homework for the day, which would sometimes take longer that I would expect, and collapse onto my bed. Then I would wake up the next day, and the whole cycle would start all over again.A Night with TREA6 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Im not saying that its necessarily a bad thing, of course. I know I have life pretty easy, especially compared to some of friends and classmates. Still, I want something interesting to happen in my life, just for once.
I guess I should have been careful what I wished for.
Today was the same as any other day. After getting ready, I walked to school with Risa and Kimiko. Thinking back on it, I should have
Robots Don't Get SickSomehow, Miska could tell it was going to be one of those kinds of days. Even before she had fully woken up and wiped the little bits of sleep from the corners of her eyes, she knew that it was going to be an absolutely horrible day. Of course, this theory was only confirmed when she woke up and found that, despite her brain's rather insistent request, her eyes refused to open.Robots Don't Get Sick7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
After a few moments - which involved her compromising and eventually promising her eyes that she would take a thirty minute nap later on in the day if they would just open - they opened once, only to close again. Miska frowned as she felt a small trail of wetness roll off to the side and land on her pillowcase.
' Tears?' she wondered, wiping the moisture away. ' Why are there tears? Unless...'
Suddenly, she shot up from her bed, her eyes wide open. She soon regretted it, though, and laid back down, placing a hand on her forehead. Miska frowned as she moved her hands to her cheeks, shivering slightly.
Soullight - A SamplingMiska was across the room, chatting with her friends about things that he could only begin to guess. TREA wouldnt have been surprised if they were talking about how they could cause his untimely demise. None of her friends liked him very much, and she was the only one of the group that at least attempted to act civilly with him.Soullight - A Sampling6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
She looked beautiful tonight, like she always did when he saw her. The simple black dress, with the small red bow under the bust, accentuated her features. The red contrasted nicely with both the black of the garment as well as the small green ring in her hazel eyes. It wasnt a sweeping gown, the hem only hitting right at her knees, but the outfit suited her. He noticed that she didnt wear heels, like the other women at the event, but the plain black ballet flats worked well with what she had on.
He was just glad he got to see her in something other than pants. It was a pity she didnt wear dresses and skirts more often.
Much to his surpr