Yami Shorts

  Aquioring Aqua I woke up then next day feeling excited. I was going to show my uncle around the place. I liked the idea of that, that and I was edited to learn more about father. Joy and adrenaline flooded my mind and heart. Nothing was going to affect this, nothing! I do not think you should trust that person if I were you. Came that voice. He's my uncle! What's not to trust? Just because he is your uncle does not mean that he is trustworthy. Have you not wondered why he has not commented on your age yet? It had me there. After all, wouldn't any normal person question my young appearance? He's probably being polite. He'll ask me later. We shall see. I soon changed into my clothes and brushed my hair and was down. I made my breakfast, which was cornflakes, and sat at the table. My mother came in and smiled. "Good morning mother." I sang. "Good morning Aqua." She said as she started to fry some beacon and cracked some eggs making the place smel

  Uncle I was now a month older than the last time that I had been in the world of the Blue Rock. I had, on many times, thought about that voice that I could hear and I, sometimes, thought that I could hear it, singing in my ear. Then all my dreams were about having adventures in that world with my friends… Well the ones that were alive. I had thought about my father, Yuki Aoshine, who had died in the second world war. I had thought about him a lot lately, like how did he die, who killed him and why,  was there a reason? Or was it that he was simply an enemy that just so happened to be on the opposite side than his country. I had sometimes found myself wandering in the library, and reading books. My mother had given up on school and resorted to homeschooling. Which was better for me and I had learnt more and I knew it. I even was able to learn more by reading book after book in the library. It was during this time that I heard a knock on the door. "I'll get it!" I shout

  Crack Loc woke feeling greatly weak and very ill. She was covered in her own sweat like she had just come out of a pool. She could feel that she was in an adult nappy that had nothing but a small amount of urine in. She found it was difficult to breathe and her guts felt like stone. She was cold and nauseous however her throat felt too tight and was incapable of throwing up. She could not even open her eyes and knew that this was going to be a long recovery. Her mind was swarming with what happened and had an echo of the pain. Her eyes became watery and filled the slit of her closed eyes. Her tears fell down both of her temples. She was far too weak to stop herself. She cried and cried but it was silent with only a line of tears as the only sign that she was crying. She then drifted off back to sleep. When she regained consciousness she was able to open her eyes this time. Her guts felt looser too. She felt warmer and slightly stronger too. She could feel that her nappy had been chan