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Sayonara Shinjuku
The girl stood on the edge of the skyscraper. Her heart, like the night sky above, was etched in darkness. She looked down upon the apathetic citizens of Shinjuku as they went about their boring lives.
Salarymen rushing to catch the last train.
Drunken vagrants hassling for change.
Nightwalkers bringing their clients into love hotels.
" What a drag." She muttered.
Up until a week ago, her life was normal.
Up until a week ago, she had no reason to die.
But now?
Her feet were almost off the edge.
Her balance was supported only by her heels.
" Goodbye Shinjuku. I don't need you anymore and i'm sure you feel the same way. Oh. Im sure you wont be missed either." The girl said while staring at her stomach.
The father discarded them with a callousness she thought impossible. He had fed her so many expert lies about love and commitment. She adamantly kept their relationship secret from students and faculty. The girl thought she had done right by her lover. He repaid all her efforts with apathetic stares and crumpled dollar bills.
She wondered of she would make it on the news after this. That would make it impossible for her to be ignored. Yes, that would be the best ending.
With one final step, her body plummeted.
The lights and sounds of the city all became a blur.
In a moment, she would become red splatter.
She'd be forgotten by the next morning.
No more regrets.
No more bitter sentiments.
All she had left were the memories of one week prior.
Sayonara Shinjuku
The girl stood on the edge of the skyscraper. Her heart was etched in darkness like the night sky above. She looked down upon the apathetic citizens of Shinjuku as they went about their boring lives.
Salarymen rushing to catch the last train.
Drunken vagrants hassling for change.
Nightwalkers bringing their clients into love hotels.
" What a drag." She muttered.
Up until a week ago, her life was normal.
Up until a week ago, she had no reason to die.
But now?
Her feet were almost off the edge.
Her body balance was supported only by her heels.
" Goodbye Shinjuku. I don't need you anymore and I'm sure you feel the same way about me. Oh. I'm sure you won't be missed either." The girl said while staring at her stomach.
The father discarded them with a callousness she thought impossible. He had fed her so many expert lies about love and commitment. She dutifully kept their relationship secret from students and faculty just like he insisted. "They're jealous of our love. They'll try to tear us apart," he told her.
She thought she was doing right by her lover. He repaid her affection with bruise marks and crumpled dollar bills. The girl wondered if she would make it on the news after this. That would make it impossible for her to be ignored. An ideal ending.
With one final step, her body plummeted.
The lights and sounds of the city all became a blur.
In a moment, she would become red splatter.
She'd be forgotten by the next morning.
No more regrets.
No more bitter sentiments.
All she had left were the memories of one week prior.