Post by Kiyoko on Mar 30, 2009 22:55:25 GMT -5
So now I'm standing here alone
I'm learning how to live life on my own
Forget about the past I'll never know
No one knows I lost;
My soul long ago
I'm learning how to live life on my own
Forget about the past I'll never know
Kiyoko walked down the streets. Hands jammed into the pockets of her black jacket, she had her headphones in. Having placed the MP3 itself, into her jean pockets. How lonely it seemed to be tonight. No annoying chatter in her ear, no one trailing behind her, just 'cause they think she'll do something interesting. In another way it was almost relaxing, seeing as it was quiet, and she didn't have to worry about someone getting left behind, or someone asking a annoying question. The night air was relaxing, and the glow from the moon was peaceful. If she could chose day or night, night would be her first choice. Their didn't seem to be much behind the reasoning, but still Kiyoko loved nighttime.
She passed a few people, by now she was moving closer and closer into the alleys. Most had a sense of mine to stay away, fearing someone would steal from them or whatever. Today, wasn't all that interesting; she had taken a test and was fairly sure she'd make a passing grade, and Kiyoko went out for a walk, which she was still taking. At least there wasn't any baby-sitting involved, or cleaning up after everyone else, or dealing with how the cooking/cleaning rules kept conveniently changing, for everyone else. It used to be you cook, someone else cleans up, but when I cooked, I had to clean up. Kiyoko sighed disapprovingly at herself. Gees I complain, allot...what I need to do is quit, and deal with it, at least now I am free to do as I please. It was a nice thought.
She kept walking, there wasn't really anywhere for her to go. Maybe if she kept on walking something intriguing would happen. Knowing her luck, it would be a boring night, just like her day. Kiyoko saw a park and headed for it. It had been years since she had last swung. She sat in one closer to the end, as she usually did. At first she went slowly, then a little faster, enjoying herself. This is no doubt childish, but it still is fun. Then she remembered one of her friends how, they used to swing, and make up odd games they would play on the swings. Most of the time, she could recall them playing Tornado. The games seemed easy enough, unless your in the fourth grade, compared to now. Back then you'd have to swing to the side and grab on then reach out for the one next to you before they got sucked into the tornado.
It seems so stupid now, but because of Kiyoko's imagination, many kids enjoyed that same game. But, for now she did the thing almost everyone did when they swung. Seeing how high they could go. It was inevitable that she was going to jump out, and she knew having not done it in awhile, that the impact would hurt a bit. Still it was even funner then seeing how high you could go, seeing how far you could go was always entertaining.
No one knows I lost;
My soul long ago
