2.1 legend
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It was a clean environment close to the brick white glasses duplex . Old Rin yoto wiggle in her chair staring at her Great Grands kid that surrounded her.
Staring at her with great anticipation for words that might come out.
She cleared her throat then slowly transform into frightening vest of coughs with her old body trembled.
It was scary.
" Grand Gram..." The kid about five in number cried out.
The oldest was quick to get water and helped the Old Rin to take some sips as the other children beat her back.
Their not so small hands causing pain but still linder a certain warmth into one's heart.
Rin smile was a bit ugly from the hard hit but she nodded to them that she was ok.
" Grand you should rest." Azami the older and the only girl suggested... As the boys nodded like little cute dogs.
Azami fixed her gran scarf as snow began to fell from sky but no one took notice.
Winter has begun. The air seem to drop alot.
Rin refused. She shook her head.
" I'm fine... I'm fine."
The children reluctantly agreed yet their little face was clouded with excitement that collapsed previously.
Rin ahem for once. She began.
" long ago... When I was a child living in Tokyo Japan. I hate my life."
Her voice switching between words. For that of an adult to that of a teen and then to that of a young girl.
A very young Rin.
It was raining like every other day in summer.
A child with delicate features, white shirt hidden with a short yellow dress kneeing in front of the huge white glass window. Her brown mix hair was wavy rough with a pin at the side.
Her huge black eye was staring intense at the rain beating the grass with little yellow flowers.
To her.
They were singing. The rain was falling and the were transforming into animal and ruminating within the rain.
A colorful world that she cage her self within. She among dancing as the yellow flowers that pop out color so bright.
It was beautiful... It was her world.
The fight of the adult didn't affect her. When he mother held the suitcase stool behind her before walking away.
The girl was unfade. Of her brother cries for mom not to go. Her father smashing things and swearing.
She was unfaded and just knees before she was carried by her brother who walked into their room locking the door on papa face.
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