✪ Emma's World ✪
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✪ Emma's World ✪
Hello!
I'm going to publish here one of my stories.
I'm more of a reading person, not a writing one, so I guess I'm going to be a little late on publishing new chapters. I'm so sorry.
I will try to update the story at least one a month.
harpa
I'm going to publish here one of my stories.
I'm more of a reading person, not a writing one, so I guess I'm going to be a little late on publishing new chapters. I'm so sorry.
I will try to update the story at least one a month.
harpa
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harpa- Messages : 8041
Data de inscrição : 17/12/2012
Re: ✪ Emma's World ✪
✪ Synopsis ✪
Emma Tsugumi is a high school student. Born from an Italian mother and Japanese father, Emma is forced to find comfort in both cultures which leads her, at her 17 years old, to move to Japan. Surrounded by the luxurious life of the father, the missing of her mother and the loss of identity that she felt, Emma builds an independent world; a world only of herself. Until the day that appears a mysterious boy who will change completely her view of the world.
Emma Tsugumi is a high school student. Born from an Italian mother and Japanese father, Emma is forced to find comfort in both cultures which leads her, at her 17 years old, to move to Japan. Surrounded by the luxurious life of the father, the missing of her mother and the loss of identity that she felt, Emma builds an independent world; a world only of herself. Until the day that appears a mysterious boy who will change completely her view of the world.
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✪ 01. A New Beginning ✪
Although the words seem strong, there is something empty inside them. That's what I always think when I read my autobiographical record, year after year. "What am I doing here? Was it the most correct decision? How can I be so indecisive?" Anyway, I won't go back anymore. Sometimes all it takes is a simple change: since we are okay, everything else around us doesn't matter.
My name is Emma, I'm 17 years old and I attend the second year of secondary education of Keimei Gakuen in Tokyo, Japan. Now that's all I can confirm about myself. I don't know why I came to Tokyo and why I left Italy behind; or why I left my friends, my family. I just feel that this is the most correct thing to do and, when finish my mission, I will see what I will do.
- Nothing is impossible. You can do it! - I close the door and leave the house. When I see I already find myself just two blocks from school.
There's only a few more weeks for the finals. I can't believe., I think. Sometimes I wonder how I managed to learn Japanese as if I lived here since the beginning of my life; perhaps because my father taught me a few words when I was little. I mentally evaluate my learning skills as I climb the stairs to the third floor. Along the way, I meet friends or simply colleagues, which I compliance with a slight beck. I'm about to open the classroom door when Shimizu (清水) runs out and pushes me to the ground, scattering all my sheets and notebooks.
- I'm so sorry, Tsugumi! - He screams as he runs down the hall until I stop seeing him.
- What's wrong with him?
- Are you Okay? - Yamazaki (山崎), the new boy in the class. He hasn't spoke to anyone since the beginning of the school year. It can be said that everything in it is mysterious - his look, his facial and his body language; however, he has charm, which I compare to the night.
- Yes, thanks. - I thank him at the same time that he helps me to get up and pack my things.
- Shimizu is so fumble. - Enhances Yamazaki - When he came here he remembered that he had forgotten the backpack at home.
- Haha - I cann't help but laugh. - Well, we all have bad days. - I smile.
- True. - And with that I could snatch a smile from his face, something that, to me, is the development of a new feature in him.
The new boy. Gentil. Smiling. Honest. I wanted to have self-control over my feelings but it is becoming impossible at this time. Why?
Although the words seem strong, there is something empty inside them. That's what I always think when I read my autobiographical record, year after year. "What am I doing here? Was it the most correct decision? How can I be so indecisive?" Anyway, I won't go back anymore. Sometimes all it takes is a simple change: since we are okay, everything else around us doesn't matter.
My name is Emma, I'm 17 years old and I attend the second year of secondary education of Keimei Gakuen in Tokyo, Japan. Now that's all I can confirm about myself. I don't know why I came to Tokyo and why I left Italy behind; or why I left my friends, my family. I just feel that this is the most correct thing to do and, when finish my mission, I will see what I will do.
- Nothing is impossible. You can do it! - I close the door and leave the house. When I see I already find myself just two blocks from school.
There's only a few more weeks for the finals. I can't believe., I think. Sometimes I wonder how I managed to learn Japanese as if I lived here since the beginning of my life; perhaps because my father taught me a few words when I was little. I mentally evaluate my learning skills as I climb the stairs to the third floor. Along the way, I meet friends or simply colleagues, which I compliance with a slight beck. I'm about to open the classroom door when Shimizu (清水) runs out and pushes me to the ground, scattering all my sheets and notebooks.
- I'm so sorry, Tsugumi! - He screams as he runs down the hall until I stop seeing him.
- What's wrong with him?
- Are you Okay? - Yamazaki (山崎), the new boy in the class. He hasn't spoke to anyone since the beginning of the school year. It can be said that everything in it is mysterious - his look, his facial and his body language; however, he has charm, which I compare to the night.
- Yes, thanks. - I thank him at the same time that he helps me to get up and pack my things.
- Shimizu is so fumble. - Enhances Yamazaki - When he came here he remembered that he had forgotten the backpack at home.
- Haha - I cann't help but laugh. - Well, we all have bad days. - I smile.
- True. - And with that I could snatch a smile from his face, something that, to me, is the development of a new feature in him.
The new boy. Gentil. Smiling. Honest. I wanted to have self-control over my feelings but it is becoming impossible at this time. Why?
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✪ 02. Reflection ✪
[Sometimes inspiration sneaks, disappears. And I wonder if I would really make certain decisions in this mode. The answer never reaches me. I feel like I run behind something I truly want, but that something escapes me faster and faster, without a trace.
I never really get to understand my feelings, those who evoce in me emotions that I can not control, that I can not even explain.
The pain. Ohh, the pain, is the worst to control: the suffer, the anguish, the despair. Each one of them marks a piece of me; just one more fault of mine for which I'm unable to correct.
A cherry blossom falls before me. How I love these trees. How they make me feel calm and serene. How they make a free spirit. I sit under one of them and I imagine how would it be if I had chosen another path in all the decisions I made in the past. I am there, isolated from the world I live in, from what's around me. Better just alone than in bad company, I think. I lay back to the tree as I gently close my eyes. Tomorrow I manage to find my true self.]
[Sometimes inspiration sneaks, disappears. And I wonder if I would really make certain decisions in this mode. The answer never reaches me. I feel like I run behind something I truly want, but that something escapes me faster and faster, without a trace.
I never really get to understand my feelings, those who evoce in me emotions that I can not control, that I can not even explain.
The pain. Ohh, the pain, is the worst to control: the suffer, the anguish, the despair. Each one of them marks a piece of me; just one more fault of mine for which I'm unable to correct.
A cherry blossom falls before me. How I love these trees. How they make me feel calm and serene. How they make a free spirit. I sit under one of them and I imagine how would it be if I had chosen another path in all the decisions I made in the past. I am there, isolated from the world I live in, from what's around me. Better just alone than in bad company, I think. I lay back to the tree as I gently close my eyes. Tomorrow I manage to find my true self.]
harpa- Messages : 8041
Data de inscrição : 17/12/2012
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