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Kagekao was still confined to staying inside the house. It was a good thing, even if Kage didn’t see it that way, because his wounds hadn’t fully healed yet; however, because he couldn’t go outside, he was constantly bored throughout the day.

When night finally arrived, Kage climbed into bed to go to sleep. After a few long minutes, he felt himself drifting off; but someone opened the door to his room and rushed inside. It was Yuki; she shut the door silently and then looked at Kage.

“お母さん? 何で-？” (Mom? What is-?) Kage started, but Yuki quickly motioned for him

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Kagekao opened his eyes, squinting at the bright light of sunset coming through the window. He coughed and lifted his hand to his chest, feeling the bandages wrapped around him that were caked with dry blood.

He tried to sit up, but a sharp jolt of pain came from his back; he groaned.

“Kage, don’t sit up; you have some deep gashes on your back.” A voice from beside him informed.

Kage lied back down and turned his head; Yuki was standing beside his bed.

“Mom, I-” Kage started to speak.

“Kagekao! What were you thinking?!” Yuki interrupted him.

“It’s just that I . . . umm . . . I

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Kage sighed. He climbed further up the roof so that he could no longer hear his parents; he didn’t like to hear them so sad.

Kage climbed to the highest part of the roof and sat down; he felt like he needed some alone time to think. He felt afraid; he didn’t know what his parents were planning, but it didn’t sound very easy.

He closed his eyes and listened to the sounds of the night. The wind blowing through the grass and the trees, crickets here and there, things of that sort. They were calming and peaceful, something nice.

Kage opened his eyes, and thought he saw something in the woods. He grew alert and looked over

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Kage closed his eyes tightly, hoping that it was all a dream; some horrible nightmare that had struck in the night. He hoped that he would wake up soon, and everything would be normal.

He opened his eyes; everything was still in its ruined state. He closed his eyes and opened them again; still the same. Kage stood up, but moving had made the open wound on his chest hurt again. He sat back down and sighed. This wasn’t a dream; it hurt too much to be a dream.

Kage sat and waited. He couldn’t tell how much time had passed, everything seemed to drag out. What he perceived as minutes were probably just seconds. Maybe he should jus

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Kage blinked his eyes open slowly. He felt light headed, and very weak. Looking around in a daze, he saw that he was in his own room, in his bed. He was wrapped in fresh bandages as well.

He heard voices, and feebly turned his head to look in the direction from which they were coming from. His parents were standing a little ways away, but facing the other direction so they did not notice that he had regained consciousness. They were discussing the situation in worried voices.

“I knew this would happen!” Kurai hissed, “If we hadn’t heard him then Kage would be dead right now!”

“Does this mean . . ?&r

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Kurai put his hand to Kage’s neck, trying to feel for a pulse; but there was nothing. He felt his wrist, still nothing. Kagekao was gone.

Kurai laid the body on the ground gently, and then stood up. He looked up at Scollex, his one remaining eye blazed with hatred. Scollex was silent, but then started to laugh; he laughing at his pain.

Rapidly unsheathing his claws, Kurai ran towards Scollex.

“お前殺す!!” (I’ll kill you!!) He snarled ferociously, but Scollex merely stood there; watching as the enraged demon ran towards him.

Then Kurai noticed something that he wished he had noticed befo

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Kagekao sat on the roof of the house. Time had passed, and he was all healed and doing well again. There were still a few minor aches and pains, but they would go away in time.

It was the late afternoon, so the sky was filled with color as the sun prepared to drop below the horizon. The clouds appeared pink and orange, the sky was streaked with red and yellow, and the sun was a large orange sphere; it was the type of scene and color scheme that made one feel warm and content.

Kage gazed out at the sky, unaware of what was about to happen next. To him, it was just another normal day. Sun rose, sun set, everyone is alright.

Luckily for K

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The Girl_Epilogue

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     Everyone thought I was mad. Insane. Crazy. But, what I really needed, was for someone to listen. To understand. Look deep. Into my eyes. Not just look at my appearence and judge. But, what if... the person that listened to you... cared about you... loved you the most... dies. Disappears. Becomes dust. Ashes. Dinner to the maggots. They decompose into nothing but a memory. I cried to many times, after my love died. I felt angry at myself. For not telling him the way I felt. How important he was.
      I lay here upon his grave. His music blaring. The cops pick up the headphones to hear " I'll haunt you forever baby." A hand checks for a pulse. " She's dead!" Yells someone. No one is there to cry over my death. Because, no one gave a fuck. No one gave a fuck. Fuck you too.
      My blood soaks through to Joshua's coffin. I could hear his evil laugh in my ear. Our ghosts walk hand in hand. We rule the underworld. We haunt your world. So watch yourself. Don't be some dumb fuck that doesn't believe in us. You'll pay. Joshua's smile almost revives my dead body. But, I stay dead. We watch as the ambulance comes to take away my body. Not to make a scene. I was buried next to him.

- - - - - 20 Years Later - - - - - - - - - - -

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Finally, I got the time to write the Epilogue to my most favorited story, The Girl. I want to thank my friends for all the favs. Please comment if you read. Thanks.

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~Wooty-Tooty Jan 23, 2009 Hobbyist General Artist

Love it. You're a good writer in how you really know how to suck in my attention.

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TY! ^_^

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