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ThirteenWords

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Jennifer and Brown went to the Rose Garden to play with the kids.
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Lynne

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July 24, 2013 at 7:31pm /Old Story/

It was dawn, class has ended.


Sitting in my seat at the back of the class, I heard a group of girls muttering about a student who commit suicide not too long ago. People say she choked her lover to death because she saw him with another girl. People called this cheating. I understood how she felt. The man who cheated on her was left for dead on a bench where the train station was- at least that is what I was told. The other girl left before she saw the accident take place, it is unfortunate some people say -she deserved to see it,they say. A friend of the girl who took her life said she saw her by the railroad tracks, walking around- crying. She claims she is the friend who spotted him cheating and called the deceased girl about it. I don't know how to feel about this, but I know she was mad. I would have been mad at my love if he did that to me.


"She controls people and forces them to kill their loved ones. She's like a god or something- she knows if the partner is cheating on you, interesting, right..? It's all urban legends though." the girls laughed softly.


"Some people even hear her. She says, "Darling... Darlynne... Darlin'..?!" or "Till the next station..." they began to squeal.


"People hear her scream in agony because she killed him. 'Once again, love me however you can..." they became act out her pain teasingly as if it wasn't a big deal.


I was sick of what I was hearing, so I took my bag and went to head home. My loved one will be at the train station to head home. I messaged him. When I got to the train station, I saw him with another girl. My heart started to beat fast, and the sweat began to surface. I couldn't control myself for anger was rising like boiling water- heating my blood.Before I acted, I remembered that girl. He looked at me and walked passed me like I was some stranger whispering, "Sorry." I didn't want to lose my grip, so I ran home.


Red was on my wrist, it dripped on the floor, blood like heavy, thick warm rain. I placed the razor on the bathroom counter and sat beside my bathtub. Tears were hot as summer heat, they streamed down my face. I felt like drowning. Cleaning up my bloody mess, I thought of suicide. Forgetting my intentions of being better than that other girl, I bandaged my scars and headed to the railroad tracks.

There was no one outside. It was a small town, nothing really horrid happened here. Raining was pouring nonstop attempting to wash away my sorrow. My head was a mess, hallucinations started to kick in. When I got to the railroad tracks, I began to walk, following the tracks to whereever it may lead to.


A black goat came and stood on the rusty tracks a little ahead of me.


It whispered, "It's lowlier than the white line; catch the dark gray train!"


I gave a cruel glance but kept going. Soon enough, a black cat with piercing red eyes came to warn me.


A cat beside asked, "Where are you headed? You're soon to die around here!"


I did the same glare as I did to the goat. I wanted to die, no hallucination could change that. Holding my wrist, I looked at the cloudy sky. Rain pattered my face as I drank down the stale water. It made me think if that girl was doing the same actions as I.


"Waiting for the next train, huh..?" an internal shock ran through my body, and I began to run. I felt anxious. As if a radio was plugged into my brain, I started to hear a hoarse voice screaming at me. Just as if someone was running with me.


"There's no train back anywhere to be found..!" the hoarse voice chanted at me.


The rain started to blur my vision, for in the distance I couldn't make out what I saw ahead of me. A girl I supposed, for she had long black hair.


"Darling... Darlynne... Darlin'...?" I felt I heard a voice... or so I thought...


My eyes squinted to tempt a better image, but she disappeared. I assumed it was another illusion. My legs felt like jelly and came to a sudden stop. I couldn't turn back, so I just kept going.


A wilted flower was before me, and it whispered, "No feeling, no feeling, heart speaking of gloomy evenings."


I continued to pace forward, holding what the flower muttered close to my mess of a mind.


Suddenly, I slowed down to see a board saying I couldn't pass. The tracks were ahead of the warning sign. My blood started to boil, before I attempted to kick it down, I glanced ahead again to see my darling and the girl together. Pulling out my ice cold hand, I reached for him.


As if I was sleeping, I awoke. My mind was hazy. "I can't see..!" I cried, except no one could hear me. Even though I was still, I felt as if I was running. My mind was running; I couldn't catch up.


I wasn't still anymore, but my mind was spinning. I turned to see an unfamiliar man and woman together. The vision directed me to the man- my heart started to pound, and my blood started to boil. Before the man left, I took his hand and angrily tossed him on a stone bench. I was on top of him. He put his hand on my cheek softly. A warm smile felt onto his face. It made me glum inside, but I smiled back. Suddenly I started to choke the man, pure anger feasted on his death. A phone started to ring in a distance though I didn't care to look. I had no control over what my body was doing. I was smiling but truly frowning. The chant began to ring, I cried with it as if it was a horrid duet. Crows came to watch the show; they cawed, laughing.


The crows spoke, "You know you can't ever go back to them! You've already become an adult..."


The chant began to ring, I cried with it as if it was a horrid duet. "Darling..?! Darlynne..?! Darlin'...?" we cried till he was out cold- dead.


Letting go of the dead body, we glanced up to the dreary sky.


I was myself again, in a dark space though. I could clearly make out a girl in agony coiled up.


"Once again, love me, however you can." the girl cried as her small world seemed to have started to crumble."Take this never ending lifelynne, and cut it into pieces." her hands  gripped onto her neck and slowly fell to her knees. "Goodbye, darlin'… darlynne…darlin'… on that day, I became an adult..."


As my heart began to race, my mind began to clear up. The railroad tracks started to appear once more. As if electricity was shot through my veins, I turned back and ran the other way. I constantly thought of him- being together- alone with him. Words I have once said or actions that I've done that I couldn't take back. I felt I was running on my own accord now, I kept running anyways. Even though no one was controlling me, I felt someone was running with me.


As if it was a horrid duet, I cried,"Good bye my darling, darlynne, darlin'-" I moved out of the tracks and onto the grass. Familiar sounds started to play. Looking ahead I saw the signs and red lights that indicated a train was coming. Before I even knew it, a train passed by me, for it hit cold water and beating wind at my back.


"I missed that grey train..." muttered to myself.


I headed home walking passed what seemed to be a weeping girl. Another hallucination I assumed.


Without glancing at her, I told her, "Have pity, and go on foot, girl..."


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Campanella

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July 7, 2013 at 2:11am /Old Story/

This story starts with an ending because all endings have a beginning. My wife, Elizabeth, died of an illness. I cannot say what it was, for it is classified. Although, I am going to tell you a story of how I tried to send millions of love letters to her after her death.

When she was alive, I was always engrossed with my work. I had to create more machines, for my dream was to create an easy and efficient world for everyone. After she died, I postponed everything. I heard that you could never reach where she is, but I had to try.

I made a small plane, that held a note within it. Red is the symbolism of 'love,' therefore it was made that color. I wrote all my observations down. All my experiments were held at night. My reason for this is because I always thought she went up to the stars.

"Another set of feelings that I'm mailing your way." I whispered quietly to myself. Before I threw the plane into the night sky, I called her name. "Elizabeth." It was cold. I flung the paper plane, aiming at the stars. In the end, it turned in circles and fell to the solid ground. Just like a silly merry-go-round... I realized that this plane was hapless.

I tried another experiment. This time I planned to bring me. One of my old sketches of something I call an 'Air-balloon'. The concept is quite easy. The hot air brings you up and such. I thought she would like it if I said my feelings to her myself. I thought I was not enough, so I brought her favorite flowers- Daisies. I started to write my feelings down on paper.

"I tried giving you my feelings... I do not know if they can reach."

I tugged on the rope, and the fire flared. I was up, roaming like a boat. After I while, I realized I could not reach the stars where I thought she was. The small machine was again hapless. This made me remember the time when Elizabeth and I created a miniature one with balloons lifting it up. It was a time where I was never busy, and I had all my time freely for her...

"The meaning is simple the simplest of meanings, you are gone, and I understand that we will never be... I have gave it all up... I have given enough..."

I soon realized one more thing that was sure to work. A spaceship is what Elizabeth called it. I looked through my files and loose papers soon to find it once again. I told her it was absurd and unrealistic. Although I said that before, after I think about it, it may work. It did. It was built. I created a team to navigate on Earth while I go and blast off into the stars. As sailors would give a name for their ships, I gave a name to her spaceship.

I named it, "Campanella." I named it after her favorite poet. Then we started the ship...

"I stored it away... Into a great space shuttle... And now... I will find you again." Three... two... one. Blast off.

I was in a black space, the only light was the great ball of gas called the sun and the tiny stars. From the start I knew this was also hapless. I was in great disappoint... then I heard her.

"You finally did it..! Great job, Henri... You reached it." I could feel her warm smile that gave me chills. I turned anxiously, to only find that she was not there.

I quietly whispered to myself, "It is you I am never reaching... it is you I am never reaching..."

//Sorry. It's a little rushed.
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