Post by MAYUMI FAEY KIMURA on May 20, 2010 1:55:28 GMT
Mayumi looked out her window into the gardens. She saw a man sitting in the grass, by the flowers. She wondered what he was doing. She herself was listening to the artist Jeffree Star and one of his songs, Prisoner. "..And you screamed at the top of your lungs.." She sang along as she looked out the window and watched him in the garden. It looked like he was playing with something, she wondered what he was playing with. So she looked around the room, her roommate's things everywhere. Her things were among theirs. She found some light gray skinny-jeans, with a hole ripped into one of the knees but it dint bother her as she pulled them on. She also pulled on a white tee shirt with a little chibbi of herself on it. It was a mouse chibbi that she had drawn then got printed onto a shirt. The mouse was wearing a black tu-tu and it was bleeding from empty eye sockets. She found neon yellow socks and pulled them on then dug around for some shoes. "YES!" She exclaimed when she found them, she had been looking for them forever. They were a pair of gray converse with velvet roses on them. She pulled them on and laced them up.
She grabbed a small bag from her bed and walked out of her room. It was a small black an neon yellow bag. Someone had brought it back from Japan and just gave it to her. She had been surprised at first, but then she found that one of the inner pockets would never close. They gave it to her because they were only throwing it away. It made her think that people saw her as trash. That night she cut and it made her feel better. But now when people give her anything or try to give her anything she believes its because they are only throwing it away. In the bag she had a sketch pad and a few pencils and crayons. She liked to draw and color. Her bag also held her ID card, a razor, meds, her iPod and her cell phone. She ran out of her room and the school so quickly, that she dint grab a jacket.
She walked towards the boy, ideas as to what he was doing were running through her head. Maybe hes picking small flowers. Or um...Playing with flowers? Or he might be drawing, or playing with a toy, of um...oh! Maybe hes just sitting their thinking... The thoughts ran through her head, as she got closer. She was only a few feet away when she moved so that she would walk around him then walk closer to him so that she was facing him. As she got closer her steps slowed and she looked closer. Was he playing with a bunny? She looked harder as she was walking at a snails pace towards him. It was a bunny! She was in front of him now and she squatted down so that she was looking at him. She wondered if he spoke any Japanese. "Hello, Watashi no namae wa Kimura Mayuim des. Your bunny is super Kawaii. I don't know a lot of Japanese...Do you?" She smiled at him kindly trying to make him feel comfortable around her. But most people did anyway, she just gave off this vibe that she wouldn't hurt you and that she would treat you as best that she could.
She grabbed a small bag from her bed and walked out of her room. It was a small black an neon yellow bag. Someone had brought it back from Japan and just gave it to her. She had been surprised at first, but then she found that one of the inner pockets would never close. They gave it to her because they were only throwing it away. It made her think that people saw her as trash. That night she cut and it made her feel better. But now when people give her anything or try to give her anything she believes its because they are only throwing it away. In the bag she had a sketch pad and a few pencils and crayons. She liked to draw and color. Her bag also held her ID card, a razor, meds, her iPod and her cell phone. She ran out of her room and the school so quickly, that she dint grab a jacket.
She walked towards the boy, ideas as to what he was doing were running through her head. Maybe hes picking small flowers. Or um...Playing with flowers? Or he might be drawing, or playing with a toy, of um...oh! Maybe hes just sitting their thinking... The thoughts ran through her head, as she got closer. She was only a few feet away when she moved so that she would walk around him then walk closer to him so that she was facing him. As she got closer her steps slowed and she looked closer. Was he playing with a bunny? She looked harder as she was walking at a snails pace towards him. It was a bunny! She was in front of him now and she squatted down so that she was looking at him. She wondered if he spoke any Japanese. "Hello, Watashi no namae wa Kimura Mayuim des. Your bunny is super Kawaii. I don't know a lot of Japanese...Do you?" She smiled at him kindly trying to make him feel comfortable around her. But most people did anyway, she just gave off this vibe that she wouldn't hurt you and that she would treat you as best that she could.
