Story: L.O.V.E

Story: L.O.V.E L.O.V.E Levi Olivia Victoria Ethan.....this is not really my name. But it does have a good ring to it, don't you think? This was never my birth name. Not even one? You ask. Well truth is, these are the names of people who I held very dear to my heart. Because I killed them in 2012. ....................................................................................................................................... Just close your eyes, the sun is going down, you'll be alright, no one can hurt you now. (Her daughter slams on her inexpensive mp3 player) "APPLE KUANG, did you eat a firecracker, why you so angry?". Mrs. Kuang, an immigrant from Hong Kong, looks over to the right, where her daughter sat annoyingly on the passenger seat, shaking her leg, slurping loudly on her empty plastic cup that was once full of milk tea. "Sigh, Apple, I know its been hard on you that Levi passed, but you can't go around destroying things", Mrs. Kuang reaches over to stroke her daughter what was use to be jet black hair is not red and gold. A difficult appearance for Mrs, Kuang to accept but what's done is done. Apple with her blue contacts glares at her mom, and just ignores her mother's touch and gentle eyes. Then returns her gaze back at the car that they've been following for almost an hour. It was a long funeral car, inside was a coffin, it contains Levi Hartford's body. Levi Hartford was a interracial child, mother was Chinese and father was Black. Not your typical mix in a lot of states but in New York its nothing to stare at. Her mother wish to have a traditional Chinese funeral, there was a lot of decorations, flower circles were hung all over the room, and bags of blankets were hung, Some kind of ceremonial procedure was required to be done by the eldest brother. A lot of people showed up to pay their respects. Even family members' relatives showed up to say their good-byes and wish the family to stay strong. It was just too much for Apple and her three other friends to bear. Apple the oldest among them held her tears back, or the least to say, she ran out tears. She just held anyone who needed support. Apple continue to gaze, as they pass their elementary school, junior high, and highschool and Lief Ericson park. Levi used to love to play tennis over there, with their shitty grounds and downward slope nets. Apple, let out a quiet sigh.... Mama you don't know half the shit that I know. Levi's soul won't be at ease no matter how many people mourn for her, or where we pass by. I can see her trying to escape from her coffin to reach for me. Stretching pass the back window, reaching closer to our car. Apple starts to experience tachypnea. She tries not to alarm her mother. I know Levi, I know what you want, but I can't give it to you yet. I'll be with you soon, but I need to find that bastard that started this shit. I'm gonna take this person with me to greet you. Just wait patiently. Apple was back to normal breathing. Their car continues to follow on, when will it be over? //Aneko//

Taking a break from studying.

So it's almost 4am.
I'm mad that my BF didn't bother to text me to tell me he's going to sleep or wish me luck.I did say that I'll talk to him tomorrow but that shouldn't mean he shouldn't say something sweet. Whatever, looking at this picture perk me right back up.

He said for me to say "I miss him" or "im thinkig about you" is a sign of Me not focusing on my schoolwork. Since he can't help me with my studies all he can do is push me to focus. I guess I'm just not gonna say it anymore. For him action means more than words. I knowbi told myself I will stop saying "I love you" but I guess it's just how I am. But I guess it gets depression when you end up not getting a respond back.

Time to study.

//aneko//