❝𝐌𝐲 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐲 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝.❞
When brilliant and darkly eccentric Saturday Addams gets expelled from his High School because of a deliciously wicked prank, his parents ship him off to Nevermore Ac...
Back at Nevermore, tears were still falling from Misaki's large, mesmerising golden eyes, as the beautiful petite girl hid away in her alcove in the thick stone walls.
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She had loosened her waist length, silky, soft, thick black hair- untying her two long braids, as keeping them tied firmly paired with her crying, gave her a pounding headache.
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The young girl put her hands to her face- covering it. Her chest couldn't stop hurting.
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Why? Why now? After all these years? When I can't even remember their faces...
Images of her parents' smiling faces filled her mind, but their features were a blur.
That woman at Uriah's Heap...she said that I looked like my Father...
Father...Mother...I miss you...
The undeniable truth sliced at her heart. The reality that they were now gone forever.
She heard the approaching clicks of heeled shoes against the stone.
Someone's coming...!
Hurriedly, she wipes away her tears and blows her runny nose into her small pink silk handkerchief given to her by young Master Saturday on her tenth birthday. The soft, cool fabric had an intricate design on it, and keeping it with her had always comforted her and reminded her of him. She could still remember his expression when he gifted it to her...
