angel of sadness

Angel of Sadness

Today I was told that I was to be taken home. I don’t want to leave, but my m om  say’s she miss’s me,but I don’t miss her. My dad is going to hit me,again and again. I hate leaving this small forest. An officer has said that it’s timee to leave and,

“Why did it have to end in an uncomplete sentence?”  asked Tyra. “The only reson I finished reading this diary is because I can relate to Ronin.He and I are one in the same.”  Tyra ment that she could relate to Haru’s reson for running away in the diary. The diary was two years old from what she could tell.

“I don’t know why I read this book.”she complained.she soon hears a knock at the door.,and calls to it, “yes? Whom is it?” her father spoke, telling her it was him. “it’s your father, now open up!” he yelled from behind the brass frammed door. Her father was very successful man. He owned two publishing  companies, and they were both know of country  wide. “hurry up, tyra!” tyra droped her book and ran to the door, unlocked, and opened the door. When the door was fully open , BAM! Tyra was hit across the face and fell to the ground. “ you should be a lot faster than that, you stupid, stupid  girl. I’m embarrassed to be called your father… now get to your feet, go to ayame, and get dressed for the banquet.” SLAM! Why is father so abusive? Huh? Why won’t you tell me? that’s right no ones around to here to here me. thought tyra.she stood up and  staggered to ayame.she was still dazed from her fathers hand.

Ayame knew what happened to tyra earlier. The walls inbetween tyra’s and ayame’s rooms were very thin.she was able to haer every thing that went on in the other room. She felt unhappy about mr. Kitamura’s homecomming.because of his actions ayame wouldn’t question her masters orders.

“Tyra! I’m so happy to see you!! What have you been up to?!” Tyra walked past her unspeakingly and sat in her normal seat.ayame asked nothing about her scilence snd went about her usual routine.              “ ayame why do always seem so,so…..happy? Even though my father treats you no different than he treats dirt?” an akward scilence strung the air. “ uh..um ..well,I’m not sure ,but I do say it’s not easy.”Tyra heard her and acknowledged her words. Ayame gathered up the clothing for the banquet, and handed it to tyra.        “ go wash up for the ceremony.” and with a smile she turned and left. “ I’m changing my clothes now…who ever feels like talking can talk now…sigh, it’s no use”tyra yelled to the world. She couldn’t get over  the fact that no one,besides ayame, would talk to her. how very upsetting a situation like this can be for a person who has no one.

She was dressed  for the party. It was for her mother’s deaths’ anniversary. She had  died three years befor, and left mr. Kitamura as tyra’s gardian. She left no will, but a note instead. It said that all of her possessions were to be left in her only childs care. Mrs. Nina commmited suicide to keep from being beaten.

“Ayame!! I’m done, will you please escort me to the feasting hall?!”an immediate answer. “of course,anything for my masters daughter.”

They walked along the corridors of her family’s new elegant manchion. Ayame said nothing to tyra, and visversa.as they entered the party hall the guests arrived. Ayame escorted Mr.Roland and his family to the dinning hall.after words tyra sat down in her chair beside her father.she wasn’t allowed to speak all through the dinner.

Soon every one was seated at the extravagant table that was hand crafted in Russia. (Then it was still called the USSR instead of Russia.this a just so ya know,this story takes place during the 16th century also known as the Victorian age.) Mr. Kitamura stood and said a long welcoming speech to his unpleasant guests.afteword they said prayer for his deceased wife, nina. Tyra new that this banquet was just to impress her father’s new girl. He had been dating Gina and was angery that he wasn’t sentimental in any way. So he turned up the tears and let them pour.rambling about his wife dieing. Definatly her trigger point. He set up this banquet and invited every person he could think of.

This technech woked too.how embarrassing it was for his only child. Tyra began to remminis on her only memory of her father being kind to her and her mom. After the speech they ate and then left. Gina, of course stayed. As much as tyra  wanted a mother, she wouldn’t accept her.

Gina was the type to go drink liquer all night and then come home drunk. Her grammer was just as bad as her drinking.she was rich as could be, but didn’t have the courtisy  to go to school.

Tyra didn’t feel like being in the same room with two crude drunkards. She left and went upstairs. “would you like an escort mistress?” ayame asked catiuosly. She had a good reason to ask too.tyra, even though she tried to hide it,was blind. “yes  please, I would like that.” so her and ayame left to her room.