neitherine

Before she Died... Before she died, i would sit on her lap;and the world would pass us by Before she died, i wasn't alone,i was never alone Before she died, i was happy, i was free, i could believe But then she died, and i had no lap to sit;and the world stopped But then she died, and i was alone But then she died, and i wasn't happy, i was trapped, and i doubted it all And then i realised, she couldn't really die, because i loved her

The Flute Takashi hated walking to school in the morning. It wasn't because he didn't like school; it was because of the house. The house was old, probably from the 70's. It had white paint which was peeling off the tired weatherboards, making it look even older. The windows where smashed, and the door looked like it was missing its handle. He normally hurried past the house, but today something caught his eye. As he was walking past as quickly as he could he saw it. He wasn't sure what "it" was at first. He thought it was just a discarded bottle, or a piece of broken glass, but as he got closer it began to take shape. Takashi resisted the u