Wall Of Nature by crystal at Inkitt

Chapter 1

Life feels so diverse when you change the place you live . Jeny's thought so as she keeps thinking like ,

what will the wind think . Will it miss her when she used to inhale it into her heart and cherish it with every remedy of beat .

What about the trees... will it feel sad that she won't be able to stare at them for hour and hour . And that she won't be able to look at them like first love .

What about the water that she used to touch and stroke so gently like she was one of the waves .

Natura is so weird . It divides you yet would hold the string of your soul.

But after Jeny lost her father , she and her mother couldn't stay at that lake side house that she used to adore . Couldn't afford it after her father wasted all of it in debt and gone , disappeared , leaving them in misery and hopelessness .

However her last hope is the bird on the tree beside her window . A black crow . People called it crazy .

But she found it as her companion , an unspoken friend. She called it Darang . She learned that word from a creepy movie however it ment puppeteer . But that crow doesn't visit that tree anymore . Is it that easy to abandon someone...

She guesses it knows she won't smile at it anymore . Her grandmother bought a house for them . It's an old house . Her grandmother said it is a really nice house just Old .

She heard last owner left that house for some reason . She guesses you can never beat a string of fate . How someone built it with so much love yet had enough reason to leave it .

It was December when Jeny and her mother moved into that house . That house is so nicely built . Not too big to show off anyone just enough for a family to live their life happily .

But the first step in the , Jeny feels chills on her neck . It is so eerie . A medium size dining hall and from there she can see three room doors and on the east side a bathroom and kitchen .

Jeny keeps looking around when her eyes landed on the door with a red charms like a dream catcher hanging , it is little and a mirror in middle hanging on the handle .

That room sends shivers down Jeny's spine as she keeps looking at it when her mother suddenly calls her out and tells her that room used to be the room of the daughter of the ex owner of the house so she can take that one

Nodding to her Jeny goes inside the room slowly opening it . All the last owner's belongings are still there since they couldn't come here before to clean . Art , a lot hanging around the house... some song lyrics...

a big bed right beside the window but the window had iron grill the room had a design table with big mirror . she can still see the girl's belongings on it , a big sky blue ribbon , a flower clips with color of peace , right beside that was a big desk filled with books so many .

Jeny goes inside looking around before going towards the books to see what kind of books that girl who used to stay in that room used to read .

" When you live in a place far from civilization , you tend to find out books are the only world you can visit without any obstacle "

She first looks on the upper part of the desk only to find academia books then kneels down and opens the drawer only to find two diaries , a big drawing book .

She takes them out...and then like the first winter air when you open your door in the morning and the air Pierce through you nose to heart making you enter an another universe like white ghost all around , one diary caught her eyes .

Jeny sits there leaning her back on the desk as she reads what is on the cover of that diary ..." Death Note" oh great an anime fan i guess what Jeny think , thinking it will be all weird writing Jeny opens it . It is a Journal...a girl's journal...and she starts reading...

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It happened when I was sixteen. But i think it

started way before. I don't think anything unusual happened. I went to study as usual and returned before evening. I was coincidentally sleeping naked that day.

When the world pierces their eyes on me

When they pierce their anger on me

When they pierce their desire on me

It Burns , my whole skin burns

The only solace I find is...

bare skin against the air ...

So clothes burned my skin. That day was like that. I had my blanket on me slowly falling asleep and expecting to wake up with nothing and emptiness like always

People dream to make them true . But I used to dream to escape from the world where I felt like I could breath better underwater than the surface . The surface used to suffocate me but the sea...

The sea is like the only place I can breathe .

It was almost midnight when my heavy sleep became light . I was sleeping under the blanket fully on my belly. It was kinda strange cause I never do that .

Usually sleeping on my stomach wasn't comfortable so I never did that before but that night was different .

Then, slowly.... slowly... there was weight on my back. First , I felt like It was imagination . But... the weight increased. With the increase in weight my reality fell upon me knocking on my head whispering...

It isn't a dream or imagination silly ...

Then suddenly a hand wrapped around my neck through the blanket . Through that placement of hand I could tell it wasn't to adore me or anything good .

You ask me why....

Well tell me does poison kill you...?

Yes ?

But you never tried poison , right?

So how can you tell it can kill you...

Well his touch was poisonous and I could feel with every bit of my senses...

Slowly... the pressure increased...

with the pressure came that scary growl My soul left that moment from any bit of hope hanging on my tongue...

It wasn't anything human. I felt it was my end. I was trembling.. but couldn't find the courage to open my eyes and look out of the blanket.

I promise I am not a coward but when you felt hopeless for so long . When you hardly had anything worth dying for ...some might say dying is better .

But no , how can I vanish without any meaning . I wanted to leave my sign at least that I was here once too .

But my breathing didn't help either as the pressure on my neck increased. But... suddenly...why ....why......

why did he stop?.......

what made him let go and look under the blanket? .... ...

why did his eyes widen finding me trembling under the blanket... naked.

Slowly... I felt him fading away letting the blanket fall on my trembling form . It felt like he wasn't there anymore . Finally the courage I lost came back.. so I opened my eyes but....

wasn't it night...... Why it was already morning?... Is it possible for time to pass like that......does time work differently for him ........

But time wasn't the main thing on my mind . What was torning me from inside is the question..."Why"

why did he let me go that day? ..........why did he leave after seeing me...........

If he wanted to kill me , he should have just killed me . How Cruel of him leaving me torn between reality and the whisper of his existence........

why did it matter if I was trembling...

I wouldn't believe he fell for me....

I wouldn't dare after that.....

after the incidents came with it...

Who was he .....

I don't think that's the right question

More like what was he ....

I didn't know it was only the beginning.