kiyoko1997

~~Introduction~ A single petal floats down from a wooden branch and lands gracefully on a pond surface, glistening. A young girl closes her eyes as she sees the sun set for the last time on her sorrowful life. The sirens have sounded, and all is still. Not one person stands but this lonely girl as she cries for help, her life fragile. This was not how it started. It all began in a perfect city, modern and industrial. Children were playing on the playground. One girl stood out, playing on the swings. Her eyes were bright, like the stars, and her hair, golden as the sun. She got up and walked toward a group of kids dressed neatly. As soon a