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The first one I have is this one: (event comes before the ones after it.)




She stood looking at him with disbelief, "Why didn't you tell me you were moving away?!" Kajo shook his head, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but the way you've acted recently and how you just threw everyone away... It didn't feel necessary." Kajo gave her one last look, the look that she feared to get from anyone, the look of disbanding. Kajo, was no longer there, the truck sped away stirring up the rain as it went by. The rain splashed against her face and she tried to wipe it off but rain just kept falling. Kaara stood there, her worst nightmare unfolding before her, she was alone. All her life since she ran away she had tried to be the tough girl who needed no one and today she got that, but it didn't feel like she'd thought it would feel. She had thrown all her friends away for something that would make life worse, even Dante' didn't want to be her friend anymore. Gerald left her the house as he went on search for clues of what happened to his wife, and now Kajo has left to. Kaara stood on the side walk tears welling up in her eyes, she tried to hold them back but she just couldn't do it, she couldn't do anything. She started walking down the street and cursing herself as she did. Kaara walked aimlessly through rain, she had nothing to do, she didn't want to do anything because she knew it would only get worse. She finally collapsed on the side walk bawling and slamming her fists on the ground, her clothes soaking wet and rain became harder to see though as it poured down. She didn't want to live any more, she didn't want anything. She lifted her head up to the sky and ran to the middle of the street. "GOD?! Why don't you end me now?! What is this life I am supposed to be filling!? WHAT IS It?!!!" She screamed this and thats all she remembered before seeing one bright light in front of her...

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She felt a warm blanket over her and heat was flowing from a heater near by. she tried to lift her right hand off the bed to feel her head but it felt like someone took a baseball bat to it. She tried to use her left hand and it seemed to be in less pain than the other one. She brought it to her head and felt around, her fore head stung badly and her legs were throbbing so badly she didn't think she could move them. Kaara sat there in the bed and stared at the ceiling. "I'm not dead but close enough." she said in a quite whisper to herself. "Not dead is right, Its a miracle you even survived that hit." Kaara spun her head toward the side of the bed to see who said that. She saw a tall figure standing by a table in a white t-shirt and tan baggy pants. "Who are you?" She said quietly, not even sure if he heard it. "Me? Ah sorry I forgot to introduce myself. I'm the guy who hit you." He said back, Turing around to look at her. He pushed his dark brown hair away from his face and she saw his grey, ever-changing eyes, see, they always change a different color depending on the mood he is in like a mood ring. He walked over to the bed side with a cup of hot chocolate, "Good to see you again, Kathrine Arc." He handed her the cup and she took it with one hand which seemed to shake continuously. She noticed then that he wore a black wristband that was fairly long and took up about two-thirds of his arm with a silver cross on it. Kaara looked into his eyes and she remembered who he was, he was the man who had talked to her before in a park when she was having some troubles with her sister when she came to visit. He was a little different now, he had thin a facial beard and a mustache going and he seemed a little taller. He walked back over to the table where he sat on a bench and took out a pencil as if to write something down but stopped. He sat there for a couple seconds then proceeded to write. Kaara took a sip from the cup and it was fairly good and warm... possibly just like this man's heart. Tears started to well up in her eyes as she thought of how she was such a jerk to everyone and how different her and this man were. She was a stubborn loser who was a jerk to everyone she knew and doesn't have any friends. She didn't notice when he came over to the bed side but he just was suddenly there. He took the cup from her and put it on the bedside table and then put his right hand on her shoulder. Kaara looked up into his now brownish grey eyes, with tears streaming down her face, she said, "Am I really this horrible?" She wrapped her arms around him and sobbed. The man put his arms around her in return and soothed her till she stopped crying and just held on. They sat there the rest of the night till she fell asleep by his side, he laid her head on the pillow and pulled back the covers and made sure she was warm. He went over to the desk once again but this time he didn't pick up his pencil, this time he stroked his thumb over the silver cross three times and then a screen appeared in the air in front of his face and then he picked up the pencil and wrote on the green-blue screen in a small e-mail box enlisted to Kajin Greywoulf...

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