Hikaru stared at the cieling after finally choking down every last bit of food on the plate. She stared and stared, unblinking. She wished Tarin were here, to comfort her, to hold her, to love her.....But that was all over now. Nobody would love her again. She would live on the streets, she could die for all she cared. She just wished her uncle had killed her too. She stayed staring at the cieling with blank eyes. She was on the verge of becoming suicidal. she let out a wretched sob.
~I do not produce signatures~
Why, you may ask?
Because i am epic like that.
If you do not enjoy my signature
That is entirely your problem
~"Love is always patient and kind. It is never jelous. Love is never boastful or concieted. It is never rude or selfish. It does not take offense and it is not resentful." -1 Cornithians 13:4