The bitter jam dango

I didn't know how I was born or why I was born. The fact that I'm here is good enough, isn't it. I hate this world, full of Dangos. The warmth of Dangos kills me, suffocating me. I want to break free of it all. This horrible world. I just hate this world. It's too filled with memories I'd rather forget. I go to school every day, hang out with my friends, and then go home. There's no place I'd rather be ever again. I wonder if anything will ever change? Will that day ever come?

Coming back from another long day of more school work. I flew quicky to my room were I can escape from the outside world. I hate any contact with the outside world.......

Looking outside my window, which is the only view I have of the world outside me. I nearly died from bordom, counting the stars. Each individual star was shinning beautifully but what was the point, if the stars weren't shinying together? See even the sky is usless everything in this world is useless.

Today's morning was like any other morning. The heat to the sun blinds me. I slowly flew up the hill to the school when I saw a girl she was just standing there doing nothing, saying nothing.

What I didn't know then was that this single girl changed my life forever.

I flew carefully to her, swaying from side to side. As I got closer, she whisper "This is the end of my dream. My wings forgot how to fly, since I only kept pretending to flap them. Is there a meaning to wings that can't fly?" I think she expected me to answer that.

I stared at her. At that moment, I knew she was no ordinary girl.

I couldn't help but say something back. The expression she was showing how it pirced me. She was somewhat like me. Her smiling face was shinning as bright as the moon, but her eyes were what you call plain sadness, it wasn't shining like the rest of her face. In fact it looked like she was about to tear up. Her eyes showed something that was beyond this world.

I take a deep breath and answer "Wings that can't fly still have a purpose, because no matter what happens they still hold the memories of being able to fly."

She looks up at me and smiles. I swear I saw a tear drop fall down her face but she quickly wipes it away, and smiles a really big smile.

I sighed and started to walk away. "What a bother." I looked behind me to see that she didn't follow me. Well I didn't want her to neither did I expected her to.

The day ended faster then I thought. I quicky raced out of the school. Afterschool, I no longer wanted any contact with the world, But something, something pushes me, something urges me to go back to the place I met the girl this morning. Somehow I ended up at that place again though. It was empty. No one was there.... Well it's mot like I expected her to be here again anyway.

As I turn to leave something approaches me. It was the girl.

"Hello there I'm sweet jam." I shook my head and turned back to where I was going.

"Wait umm.... Thank-you"

I gave her the death glare, but she didn't back away, like most people do, instead she bowed her head telling me she was sorry.

We somehow ended having a whole conversation, the longest coversation I ever had in my life.

I sat down on my bed, my head was spinning, I felt sick. I never used so much energy in my life.

The last thing I could remember about the conversation was something about 40 something something...

The next day I started to hang out with the girl. I found out that she was in the class next to mine. somehow she draws me closer to her. She gave me a yellow chain with the saying remeber me. We took something called photos. I never felt this way in my life.

After that every day was the same yet different from normal. I would always go to school and meet up with her.

Just when I thought everything was normal. That day came. The day I never knew was coming. I day that twisted my life.

It was another school day. I flew to our usual meeting place, but she wasn't there...

The next day she wasn't there.......

Weeks and weeks past she never came......

That was when I gave up waiting and started asking around.

I asked the girl in her class. but she snswered me "Who's that?"

I asked other people "Where's sweet bean?" but everyone answered the same thing "who's sweet bean?"

I even asked her teacher "Miss do you know where sweet bean is?" But she answered me "who is sweet bean?" I stared at her in amaze. I took my phone out, where I took lots of photos of me and her but the places where sweet bean was wasn't there it's like she wasn't there in the first place.

It was like this was all a dream.

It took me awhile to realise that where ever she went, she wasn't coming back and that no one knew who she was. But I know she was real because I still have the yellow chain.Also that The thing she was talking about I should have listerned. That day she had said she will only live for 40 days. Now I know what The chain means remember me. It mean when she dissapears remember her, and I think I will she's changed that past me to the me I am today. I will never forget that..

Few weeks later: I feel like I've forgoten something, I wonder what, I questioned myself as a flew up the hill to school. There I saw a girl standing. "hello" she said "I'm sweet bean." Sweet bean? I thought. I thought I heard that name from somewhere, but where. I brushed that thought away. But this girl, she looks famillier.... who is she?

All well It's maybe my imagination. I shruged then walked away.

The end