아니메 앤젤

The wind was merciless against the gathered teens and adults alike who had all met at the center of the park, surrounding the large marble fountain. On the edge of the 분수 stood a man in his early thirties, his hair dark brown and messy with 복숭아 fuzz on his chin. His eyes gleamed behind his glasses.

"Calm down people! I will read the announcement momentarily."he announced, the water of the 분수 beneath him splattering against his black slacks. After a few minutes, he waved an envelope in the air. "Alright, everyone seems to be here now. I will now announce the winner of the poetry...

I sat in the bus, waiting for the 다음 destination. I hoped the school I was being sent to was big, because then playing pranks would be easier, since the 더 많이 roomy it is, the better. I've never been sure why, but it always had been.
Suddenly, the bus stopped. I looked up and saw a small, old house, not even the size of a garden shed, and sighed. Great, I thought.
But this was not the school. A girl, no 더 많이 than twelve, walked out of the old shed, waving to her parents, who stood in the door. In her hand was a small suitcase. She then boarded the bus through its open doors and sat down, setting...

I stand silently staring at my grave. It read.
[b]Suzu Akiranashi DOB: May 14th, 1995 DOD: Feburary 23, 2010[b] Those words haunted me. Or, should I say I haunted those words. There were millions of 꽃 beside the tomb. I was suprised, becuase I never seen one 꽃 sent to me when I was alive. THe only feeling I had was the one of my death. Fire...intense fire...the pain and the screams I felt when I burned. I still tried to remember how it happened. No clue at all. Not one. Did someone do it on purpose? Was it an accident? I wish I knew. I floated on to my lover's home. He laid silently...