Their Christmas Carols by Hi-Hikari-Byouga, literature
Literature
Their Christmas Carols
1. SoulSilver
"Come on Silver, won't you celebrate your birthday and christmas with me?"
"No way, pigtails," the redhead huffed as he turned away from her. Like always, she just had to disturb his peace in the Dragon’s Den.
"But why not?" the brunette whined. Just when she had thought of the perfect way to spend Christmas eve and Christmas, this guy just had to refuse to cooperate.
"Because spending only an hour with you is already exhausting, leave alone two days!"
"But last year we spent your birthday and Christmas together too! Wasn't that fun?"
Fun? Those two days were the best two days of my life!
Silver quickly shook his he
I want to trust you
I can't trust you
You were too busy with yourselves
And forgot about me
You only thought about your own feelings
But you never thought about how it would affect mine
Even though I have nothing to do with it
It still hurt
I love you
I want to hate you
I want to be with you
I want you to fuck off so that I can forget about you
I want to resolve in silence, curled up in a corner
I want to cry out, making you able to see me
I want to run to you to hug you all and cry in your arms
I want to run to you to scream at you all and beat the crap out of you
I want to live
I want to die
I want to remember the good day
All the children were talking, excited, as I sat alone in front of the bus. I didn't feel lonely though.
I didn't know how I got here, but my mind told me I had been on summer camp or something like that.
I immediately noticed that my sister sat behind me, talking to a girl that looked like her best friend in kindergarten, one year before the first grade.
She also looked like that age, so she must have been 6 years old.
I only realized this later and therefore I didn't take a look at myself, but my sister being 6 must have meant that I was 4.
The bus in front of us, also filled with children from camp my mind told me, started to drive. O
Silver had never minded being alone. 'Alone' was for him the name of an old friend, that welcomed him and embraced him. Being alone made him feel at ease and brought peace to his mind.
But sometimes, when sitting near a campfire, somewhere in a forest in the middle of nowhere, after his pokemon had fallen asleep, a single tear would trickle down his cheek.
And his one and only fear would commence trying to smother him.
Sure, when being alone, there was no one to annoy him, or insult him, or to betray and leave him. And he had his pokemon of course, but they were just his friends, his partners, and even though he had a hard time expressing
"Soon, Unova will be ours! Just like how it was meant to be 2 years ago!"
I wake up, screaming. Something I never do.
I look around and see... my room to my relief. At least, what my room is now. I still miss my old room at home. But that one is probably destroyed, along with the rest of my parental home. Along with my parents.
I get up and walk to my window. I squint my eyes at the bright sunlight that shines into my room as soon as I open the curtains.
Everything outside looks beautiful, perfect even.
But I know it isn't.
I watch the city burn
Only a year ago, in the death of night, half Unova was suddenly frozen.
Until then, I had