[center][h3][color=f49ac2][u]Hanako Hayashi[/u][/color][/h3][/center] The principal lost authority in his office, the moment the confrontation started. Two children sitting quietly in opposite corners, bloody rags held on both their foreheads. The boy's petrified face, staring at his feet. Hanako's eyes wandered around the room, watching the rain pelting the windows. [color=662d91]“Your daughter should be thrown in a juvenile detention center! Attacking my son, who was just helping her up when he saw her falling down the stairs!”[/color] A shrill feminine voice cried out. [color=8dc73f]“Are you really one of those stupid parents who never questions their kids actions?”[/color] A younger male retorts. [color=662d91]“Excuse me?! Now I'm not surprised your daughter behaves improperly, they say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree!”[/color] [color=f9ad81]“Please, stop shouting. Without witnesses I can't be certain what happened. But your son has been here repeatedly for similar behavior and could get expelled. You understand that? Though your daughter hasn't been in trouble recently, she was caught wielding a knife near another student. That comes with some serious concerns...”[/color] The principal said in a serious tone trying to hide his irritation. The girl stood, raising her hand. [color=f49ac2]“Excuse me, principal...Jamie didn't push me down the stairs-”[/color] causing her father, the mother, boy and principal to turn their attention to her. [color=f49ac2]“I tripped and so did he...we wanted to race down the stairs and we ended up falling down and hurting ourselves. The knife accidentally fell out of my backpack. I'm sorry I didn't speak up before. I was scared that I was in trouble for running in the halls-”[/color] [color=7ea7d8]“Y-yeah. She's right. We even already apologized to each other...”[/color] The boy interjected standing up with both hands behind his back. The adults seemed dumbstruck from their statements... [center]* * *[/center] The rain turned into a full blown storm. Hanako was sitting in the backseat the car, holding a plastic spoon and styrofoam cup containing strawberry ice cream, filled with real strawberries. Watching the train passing through, stretching out as far as she could see. The stench of cigar smoke filled the air, from her father exhaling outside his window. Gripping the wheel anxiously rocking in his seat, turning on a radio station playing [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mBjwMSIC7ik]some rock.[/url] He glanced at Hanako giving her a forced smile that she could see from the rear-view mirror. [color=8dc73f]“Is the ice cream good?”[/color] The father asked in a concerned tone, noticing it had barely been touched. Hanako politely smiled back. [color=f49ac2]“It's good. Thanks dad...”[/color] Hanako proceeded to take a single spoonful and put it in her mouth. The father looked forward and checked his cellphone that was dying, slamming the wheel with the palm of his hand accidentally honking the horn, startling Hanako. [color=8dc73f]“You shouldn't listen to bitches like that. If someone tries to bully you, you do whatever it takes to make sure they never bully you again! Your a wonderful girl.”[/color] The father said casually, unbuckling his seat-belt to face the back. Giving her a reassuring pat on her head, caressing her hair. [color=8dc73f]“Do you think mom is going to like her birthday flowers?[/color]” Hanako nodded, glancing at the wrapped bundle of pink roses lying in front passenger seat. Minutes later driving off, the moment the railroad crossing gate fully ascended. [center]* * *[/center] The winds grew harsher and cold. Hanako rushed inside the house, putting her shoes together and hanging her coat up. She hurried straight for her room, past the kitchen where her mother was shirtless, washing and putting away dishes. [color=f49ac2]“Hey mom, we're back.”[/color] Hanako said sounding matter-of-fact, stopping on the first and squeakiest step on their staircase. The mother didn't even seem to notice, until turning toward the father stepping inside, holding the flowers in his hands. [color=8dc73f]“Happy birthday-”[/color] He said before being interrupted by the swift smack across the face. [color=ed1c24]“My birthday was yesterday! And I've told you countless times to not wear muddy shoes inside the kitchen! I just finished mopping and now I have to do it all over again!”[/color] She walked away and started drying dishes. The father stomps his foot, clenching the flowers. Taking his shoes off, hurling them at the front door. [color=8dc73f]“I told you I didn't get paid until Friday! You don't have to be such an insufferable bitch to me as soon as I walk in the door!”[/color] [color=ed1c24]“I looked through your phone last night and you've been texting Rachel! What's that about? Is it because I'm such a bitch, now you're trying to fuck that obnoxious sky monster believer?”[/color] Hanako had already ran up the stairs and closed her bedroom door, but could still hear her parents shouting at each other. Noticing that her bedroom had been vacuumed. The vacuum sitting beside her doorway in the hallway. Her drawing supplies back in their containers, instead of lying on her desk. Placing her backpack down and laid on her bed. Staring up at the ceiling, arms folded underneath her pillow. Letting her mind wander, thinking about what she'll draw next. Interrupted by a soft meow. A black cat stood on her chest, a red ribbon wrapped around his neck. She smiled and started petting him, while he laid down and stretched out on her stomach, letting out a soft purr. She closed her eyes briefly until hearing the sounds of thunder. Standing up with the cat contently being held in both arms. [color=f49ac2]“I need to make sure your friends have enough food in their bowls...”[/color] Hanako said glancing at the cat who looked up at her, chirping in response. She headed down the stairs and into the kitchen where her parents we're still arguing in front of the sink. She gulped slightly, before being able to speak up. [color=8dc73f]“Bitch! A male co-worker gave me this coffee mug from work! But you're so delusional that everything I bring home was bought by another women. Don't want me to have anything of my own?! Fine! I'll destroy it!”[/color] The father shouted, turning and hurling the coffee mug with great force, scattering into pieces, barely missing Hanako and putting another hole in the wall. The father and the mother looked shocked, seeing her standing there silently. The cat jumped down and ran off, she only rushed after him going out the backdoor, which had it's own cat-door and rushed outside into the storm toward their large shed. She turned on the lightbulb hanging on ceiling, noticing the black cat was sitting around with four other cats, with one white cat motionless on the ground with something lying beside the cat's head. [i][color=f49ac2]“Myra...”[/color][/i] Hanako thought stepping closer and kneeling down, her palm gently touching the cat to notice the heart wasn't beating. She gently wiped the tears streaming down from her face, starting to cry. The black cat rubbed up against her and started meowing. [color=f49ac2]“Myra was always getting into trouble, disappearing for days at a time and always stole from the cats bowls...I'm going to miss her...”[/color] She said. Grabbing the scoop from the large container of dry cat food, filling five of the six empty bowls. The cats immediately ate from their bowls, once she put the food inside. Picking up the strange device. A loud crash! She turned around, the shed door swaying open, from the forceful winds. She clenched the device, feeling the chill of the wind hitting her, hearing it whistle. [color=f49ac2]“I wonder how far the winds carried her soul away...sometimes I wish I could be carried away with the wind too...”[/color] She fell backward, an intense force knocked her on the ground. She stumbled upright, with the device held tightly in her hands. She looked in awe, seeing the large monster standing there...