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"Hey, wake up."
A voice was calling for him. The voice seemed strangely comforting to the boy, but he was unable to tell who it was. The boy tried opening his eyes to see the face of the individual that was calling for him. All he was able to see were strands of black hair before the exhaustion …show more content…
The boy sat down at the end of the table which is where he was normally situated and was eagerly waiting for his mother's homemade risotto. He could smell the sweet scent of pineapple and coconut along with the smell of fresh parsley and clover diffusing into the air and into his nose causing the boy to drool. Wiping off the drool on his face, his mother placed a plate of pineapple and coconut risotto in front of him. The strong aroma bomb lured him in and within minutes, the boy was done with his meal.
The boy's parents watched him happily during the time the he was devouring his meal like that of an animal. His mom took off her apron and left it on the kitchen counter while his father left his newspaper on the table and stood up. The boy's parents walked out of the kitchen and onto the deck of the ship prompting him to ask, "Where are you going?" The boy dropped his spoon onto his plate and followed his parents as he felt an aura of fear surround his heart. Called it …show more content…
"Well then, your mother and I will be leaving." His father added. Both of his parents turn away, hand in hand, facing the sea.
"No, father, mother! Don't go! Don't leave me behind again!" Tears were collecting in his eyes as he tries to reach his hand out to stop them, but the chains binding him, restricted his movements.
They jumped. Ignoring their son's cries and protests. They jumped into the sea and never to be seen again.
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He jolted upwards in surprise, crashing into something hard. Massive amounts of sweat was trickling down the boy's face. He was panting heavily and opened his mouth, gasping for air. It felt like if he was shut off from all the oxygen in the world. Opening his eyes, he saw a girl with black hair, clutching her nose and groaning in pain.
"Ah, sorry for bumping into you."
"No, it's okay. I'm fine." The girl said with a mild expression on her face.
An awkward silence filled the air. The boy nor the girl knew what to say, but it was the girl that broke the silence between them.
The black hair girl mumbled "Um..hello, my name is Anami. I lived on the house directly in front of the pier you were sitting on. What's your