FLCL Fan Fiction ❯ thinking ❯ Online Songs ( Chapter 2 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: wired syirm 
A song i was listening to. I wanted to capture the angry, frustrate, teenaged angst i felt from the song and channel it into this chapter.
Well, it sounded pretty in my head.
Anime/Manga: FLCL Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.03.2003 | Updated On: 04.17.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 365 | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
A song i was listening to. I wanted to capture the angry, frustrate, teenaged angst i felt from the song and channel it into this chapter.
Well, it sounded pretty in my head.
Anime/Manga: FLCL Fan Fiction | Genre(s): / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.03.2003 | Updated On: 04.17.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 365 | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Work In Progress
____Online Songs_____
"Hek-ke?"
(Yes, no, maybe, I don't care. FEED ME.)
"Stupid hamster."
(Seeing your ignorance/innocence reminds me of a time when I too, was
ignorant/innocent. My heart longs for those days past when my mind was
pure and my heart was not heavy with this sorrowful weight)
"nibble, nibble, chompity chomp (on the bars of the cage)"
(feed, Feed FEED ME!)
He slammed the door and left.
"Chuchuchu…chuchuchu…"
(Pathetic human. Your existence is as pointless as mine. Why worry over
anything, life is short, you can't enjoy anything when you're dead. You
took your backpack. Weak-minded fool, you're just going to skip class
again.)
_____…put your past behind me…_______________________
After Mamimi left to be a photographer, she left the bridge open. It was
beautiful here, no one annoying, no one trying to escape from reality like
a child. Except for me, skipping school like she used to. I had become
everything I hated. Maybe that was karma, for being such a prick.
The grass felt cool, the early morning dew was still there, one of the few
places in this city (growing), that still had grass. Except for baseball
field, but…that was something that was behind me. My obsession with my
brother was behind me, I had stopped lugging that bat around long ago. It
was so long ago, everything was faded like a photograph. She…she wasn't
though. Haruko…Haruko…She isn't. She was in the present tense. She
was…still here. She is. She was. She is. She was. She is.
"Not yet. I'm not ready."
No one was around to hear my words.
I was thankful for that.
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I have a knack for short chapters. Faulty genes, GENES dammit. Review, I'm
not sure the public is ready for this level of crap (and seeing the way a certain
spammer reacted, I was right :).
"Hek-ke?"
(Yes, no, maybe, I don't care. FEED ME.)
"Stupid hamster."
(Seeing your ignorance/innocence reminds me of a time when I too, was
ignorant/innocent. My heart longs for those days past when my mind was
pure and my heart was not heavy with this sorrowful weight)
"nibble, nibble, chompity chomp (on the bars of the cage)"
(feed, Feed FEED ME!)
He slammed the door and left.
"Chuchuchu…chuchuchu…"
(Pathetic human. Your existence is as pointless as mine. Why worry over
anything, life is short, you can't enjoy anything when you're dead. You
took your backpack. Weak-minded fool, you're just going to skip class
again.)
_____…put your past behind me…_______________________
After Mamimi left to be a photographer, she left the bridge open. It was
beautiful here, no one annoying, no one trying to escape from reality like
a child. Except for me, skipping school like she used to. I had become
everything I hated. Maybe that was karma, for being such a prick.
The grass felt cool, the early morning dew was still there, one of the few
places in this city (growing), that still had grass. Except for baseball
field, but…that was something that was behind me. My obsession with my
brother was behind me, I had stopped lugging that bat around long ago. It
was so long ago, everything was faded like a photograph. She…she wasn't
though. Haruko…Haruko…She isn't. She was in the present tense. She
was…still here. She is. She was. She is. She was. She is.
"Not yet. I'm not ready."
No one was around to hear my words.
I was thankful for that.
_________________________________
I have a knack for short chapters. Faulty genes, GENES dammit. Review, I'm
not sure the public is ready for this level of crap (and seeing the way a certain
spammer reacted, I was right :).