Everyone Needs A Hug (Flynn)
Nov 27, 2013 18:11:23 GMT -5
Post by Karashi Usaki on Nov 27, 2013 18:11:23 GMT -5
Karashi sighed. She was trying very hard not to cry, but when she was alone, it was hard not to just let it out. Her week had been horrible, having been made fun of and teased. She should have been used to it, seeing as she had been ridiculed back in Japan, but it hadn’t been as much as here. The people here were much more ruthless and mean than back at home. At this point, Karashi considered going home.
Karashi shook her head. No, she couldn’t give up. She would dishonor her family if she did that, and that was the last thing she intended on doing. She would just have to stick it out. She needed to prove to her parents that their decision to put her in the Vermont institute was a good choice. She knew that enrolling her there was not cheap, and she needed to show her gratitude towards them. Perfecting her power was one of them. Karashi aimed to please.
Karashi couldn’t fight back the tears any longer. She let them fall, silently sobbing. She tucked in her knees and buried her head, her entire body heaving with the sobs. Her long hair draped over her arms. At this point she didn’t care who saw her. She just wanted a friend, or at least someone, to come and be there for her. They didn’t even have to like her. They just had to be there for her in that moment. That’s all Karashi wanted, although she wasn’t very hopeful on getting that.
Karashi shook her head. No, she couldn’t give up. She would dishonor her family if she did that, and that was the last thing she intended on doing. She would just have to stick it out. She needed to prove to her parents that their decision to put her in the Vermont institute was a good choice. She knew that enrolling her there was not cheap, and she needed to show her gratitude towards them. Perfecting her power was one of them. Karashi aimed to please.
Karashi couldn’t fight back the tears any longer. She let them fall, silently sobbing. She tucked in her knees and buried her head, her entire body heaving with the sobs. Her long hair draped over her arms. At this point she didn’t care who saw her. She just wanted a friend, or at least someone, to come and be there for her. They didn’t even have to like her. They just had to be there for her in that moment. That’s all Karashi wanted, although she wasn’t very hopeful on getting that.
