This chapter and the next will be very quick, for I am probably going to quit Fanpop, there's not enough things for me to do here.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read
SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT BY A BUS
Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my love in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules to prevent a death. And if I convinced him not to go wherever he was to die, I was obligated to kill him. I cried myself to sleep that night, tightly holding the book up to my chest.
MONTH 12, 2 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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"Woo! Winter break!" a boy in our class yelled as the final bell rang. Me and Sadao grabbed our things and ran outside. I kissed Sadao on the cheek and told him I loved him. "I love you too!" he replied. I laughed and skipped to our house. We spent all night telling eachother we loved them, drawing, and kissing.
The next day, I got a letter in the mail, it read,
There are two weeks left until Sadao's death. During these two weeks, you must be with him as much as possible to determine his death. the only day you are not clinging to him is the day of his death, December 28th. You must stay away from his as much as possible.
-William T. Spears
MONTH 12, 1 WEEK UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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I did as the letter said. I clung to Sadao as hung out with him as much as possible. We did everything together since I got that note. I ended up crying myself to sleep every night, knowing I would be killing someone I loved. But, I was born a shinigami, and there was no way to stop it, It was my job to kill him.
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MONTH 12, 3 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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Kat's POV
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Before I went to sleep, I checked my soul book. It read
SADAO MEIWAKU
AGE: 17
TIME OF DEATH: DECEMBER 28TH, 1:10 P.M.
TO BE KILLED BY: KURO NEKO
CAUSE OF DEATH: HIT BY A BUS
Tears filled my eyes. I was to kill my love in 3 weeks. I was going to murder him, and there was nothing I could do about it. It was against the shinigami rules to prevent a death. And if I convinced him not to go wherever he was to die, I was obligated to kill him. I cried myself to sleep that night, tightly holding the book up to my chest.
MONTH 12, 2 WEEKS UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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"Woo! Winter break!" a boy in our class yelled as the final bell rang. Me and Sadao grabbed our things and ran outside. I kissed Sadao on the cheek and told him I loved him. "I love you too!" he replied. I laughed and skipped to our house. We spent all night telling eachother we loved them, drawing, and kissing.
The next day, I got a letter in the mail, it read,
There are two weeks left until Sadao's death. During these two weeks, you must be with him as much as possible to determine his death. the only day you are not clinging to him is the day of his death, December 28th. You must stay away from his as much as possible.
-William T. Spears
MONTH 12, 1 WEEK UNTIL SADAO IS TO DIE
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I did as the letter said. I clung to Sadao as hung out with him as much as possible. We did everything together since I got that note. I ended up crying myself to sleep every night, knowing I would be killing someone I loved. But, I was born a shinigami, and there was no way to stop it, It was my job to kill him.
MONTH 10
Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl said to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in love with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, or what I would do when his time came.
AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a pizza place a couple blocks down.
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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.
Kat's POV
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"I think they're dating..." some girl said to her friend as we passed them, holding hands. We didn't care what they said, and all of it was true. We were dating, we were in love with eachother. We kissed eachother in public, we held hands, we told eachother we loved them every 5 minutes. I didn't like to wonder what would happened when Will found out about this, or what I would do when his time came.
AFTER SCHOOL
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"Love you, Sadao." I told him.
"Love you, too, babe."
We kissed eachother, and thought of what to do, considering it was Friday. "We could go out to eat again!" I suggested. "Just somewhere except for that sushi place, I'm getting tired of that place." So, we decided to go to a pizza place a couple blocks down.
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Excuse the shortness of this chapter.
Life, he believes, is not a dream
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that you have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement Day coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
As black as the wise men say they are.
Often a gray morning
Foreshadows a pleasant afternoon and soalhenta.
Sometimes there are dark clouds
But it is only on certain days;
If rain makes the roses bloom
Why mourn and not smile?
Quickly, happily
The soalhentas hours of life go by
Thankfully, excitedly
Enjoy them as they go flying.
And sometimes when Death appears
And the best that you have gone?
And when the pain deepens
And hope it sinks won?
Oh, even then, there is hope of rebirth
Unconquerable, never die.
Happy with his golden wing
Strong enough to make us feel good
Boldly, afraid of nothing
Face the Judgement Day coming.
For gloriously, victoriously
Courage can overcome despair.
Vandals and crooks
an aging man, caught like a fish on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with fish hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The fish hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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an aging man, caught like a fish on a hook
Getting reeled in, he's easy prey
Eyes sag, creating bags, pupils widen, creating paralysis
Confusion and fear
An ailing man, with fish hooks everywhere
The biggest catch today
Pavement runs red, creating pain, flesh torn, creating animals
Torment and Horror
An aching man, aches no more
The fish hook rips away
Smiles widen, creating youth, blood drips, creating paralysis
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Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my heart is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look forward to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.