Have you ever thought about what fiction is? Probably, such a question may seem surprising: and so everything is clear. Every person throughout his life has to repeatedly create the works he needs for specific purposes - statements, autobiographies, dictations - using not gypsum or clay, not musical notes, not paints, but just a word. At the same time, almost every person will be very surprised if he is told that he thereby created a work of fiction, which is very different from visual art, music and sculpture making. However, everyone understands that a student's essay or dictation is fundamentally different from novels, short stories, news that are created by professional writers. In the works of professionals there is the most important difference - excogitation. But, oddly enough, in a school literature course, you don’t realize the full power of fiction. So using our website in your free time discover fiction for yourself. Crescendo of the Heart by Kerry Liu (any book recommendations TXT) 📖
- Author: Kerry Liu
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"Maria, look! Mommy's got you a kawaii usagi-san!"
Mommy?
"---happy birthday to you, happy birthday to, Maria---"
Nnn...daddy?...
"Let's go! Daddy's going to take us to your favorite candy store! You can buy whatever you want. Now, get into the old Toyota and buckle up!"
"Really!?"
Huh? It's a younger me...
"Of course!"
"Yay! Thank you mommy, daddy! I love you the best!"
"Better than chocolates?"
"Maybe,"
"Hahaha, we love you too, angel,"
No...
A tattered, white van suddenly appears out of nowhere in front of the Toyota, driving over the speed limit on the empty road that night. The driver of that van, drunk, didn't notice anything as he sloppily turns into the large curve in the road. Until the last minute. Until too late.
No. No no no.
Time seems to be moving slowly, like an hourglass of thick, dripping honey. I see my parents go into shock, paralyzing, as it dawned on them that death is inevitable in this situation. It seems that the death god, shinigami, loomed before their eyes, ready to devour their souls...and leave me behind.
No! No! No no no!
Little did the drunkard know that he was ruining my happy birthday. He didn't realize at all that he was just about to end a happy family.
I was confused.
"...Mommy?"
My mom turned her head to the sound of her precious daughter's voice, and took one last look at her angel.
Nonononononononononono
I was anxious.
"D-d-daddy?"
My dad turned with tears flowing like rivers down his cheeks, and gave me what was meant to be a comforting smile that took every ounce of courage for him to muster.
Nonononononononononononononononononono
I was scared.
"Hey---"
Fright posessed my tiny body and frail soul.
"---What's---"
NONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONONO
"Goodbye, my Maria,"
"---Wrong?"
...
Light blinded me eyes. Then, darkness, took over and engulfed my vision. Suffocating me with fear, lonliness, sadness, confusion, anger, and vengeance.
"Goodbye?" I whispered to myself. To no one because they're all gone. A single tear made its way down my cheek, the first of many to come.
I was devastated.
Imprint
Text: Kerry Liu
Images: Kerry Liu
Editing: Kerry Liu
Translation: Kerry Liu
Publication Date: 04-21-2013
All Rights Reserved
Dedication:
To my dear family, loving friends, and myself. Thank you!
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