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Chapter 10
Family Time

(Makoto’s P.O.V)
The inside of the house was an honest mess. [first name] had to live in this house? As we entered, I noticed the vase that lay on the ground, shattered into a thousand pieces. [first name] worked so hard on that, to try and get them to realize their relationship could be fixed, but it was all for naught. Mr [last name] placed [first name] on the bed in her room, putting the sheet and blanket over her as I watched worriedly. [first name] was looking pale, her cheeks were bright red and she looked like she was in pain. I stepped around the other side of the bed, gently holding her hand in my own. She felt cold to the touch so I kept her hand tightly in my own. Her father looked at me with a small glare, but he didn’t voice anything about it.

“So, when did this happen?” he suddenly asked, making me look up at him.

“It technically happened the last day of the trip. I finally confessed to her and she said she was willing to give being in a relationship with me a try. We’re going nice and slow cause she seems to be scared of something…” I answered, seeing him look down.

“We weren’t exactly the best example of a shining relationship, were we? I don’t blame her for being scared to enter a relationship, she was probably scared she’d end up like Julia and me,” he stated, looking down guiltily. I couldn’t help but feel sympathetic for him.

“Julia… She was [first name]’s mother, correct? That’s a very pretty name, I’m sorry for your loss,” I apologized, seeing him sit down on the chair nearby. He looked sadly at the photo on [first name]’s desk by her bed. It had all three of them in it, obviously taken during happier times. Julia was hugging [first name] from behind and her father was standing behind them, a hand on Julia’s shoulder as he grinned at the camera proudly. I suddenly paused and looked at the photo properly as I realized something was off about the picture. That’s when I realized, [first name] had really long hair in the picture, but she looked not much younger than she was now.

“I honestly thought Julia had just gotten fed up with me and left, dumping [first name] solely on me to try and get me to ‘shape up’, I never thought she’d been killed… I know our marriage has been in shambles for a while now, but I still cared for her. I was waiting on that couch for her to return, with that smug grin on her face, and begin taunting me that I wasn’t fit to look after [first name] on my own. I’m beginning to think she’s right… Look what I did to her… Look what I did to my baby girl…” her father stated, gripping his hair tightly in one hand by his forehead, his voice breaking near the end.

“I never wanted any of this to happen… to Julia… or to [first name]… Julia, I’m so sorry… If I could take it back, or redo it all, I’d do it again in a heartbeat…” he apologized to no one in particular, tears beginning to fall down his face. I felt my face soften as I realized I could no longer be angry at him.

“Sir… If you don’t mind my asking, why was your marriage falling apart?” I asked after pulling up every ounce of my courage. Mr [last name] looked at me, having let go of his hair. He gave me a weird look suddenly.

“Sir? That makes me sound like an old man… I guess you can call me Damion, seen as you’re together with [first name]. You seem like a nice lad, though that’ll have to be decided a bit later on… I’m watching you boy… But as for your question, no, I don’t mind… I’ll tell you, it’s the least I can do…” Damion stated, smirking a little before his smile fell. He glanced down at [first name], smiling sadly.

“This all started before we even moved here… Heck, it even started before [first name] was even born… [first name] doesn’t know this, but she had an older sister… Our first born daughter, Rosaline, was born very sick. Julia and I did all we could, but she passed away after she was five months old… Julia and I kind of blamed each other for Rosaline’s death, despite the fact that it was no one’s fault. Just as we had a huge argument and I was getting ready to grab the divorce papers, Julia suddenly found out she was pregnant again… with [first name],” Damion explained, shuffling his chair forward to look at [first name].

“So [first name] was the reason you stayed together with Julia?” I asked curiously, seeing him nod.

“Yeah, I stayed because Julia was pregnant… a lousy excuse huh? To stay because I was granted a second chance to be a father again? Anyway, [first name] was born and she was also very sick. I can’t remember the name of what she had, but it made her immune system very weak and she was slowly getting weaker and weaker. Julia and I began panicking, thinking we were going to lose another daughter. Luckily we found out she could be saved by a blood transfusion of the same blood type. I matched her blood type and we managed to save her. But she’s still sick though, she’ll never be rid of this sickness. It makes her body weaker than most, that’s why I was hesitant to let her join the swim club. She has low stamina and over exertion can cause her to become ill like this, same with stress,” Damion explained. I gasped as I realized I’d seen what he meant. That was why she was having trouble swimming and didn’t seem to be getting stronger, even after all that training. Her body couldn’t physically handle it.

“But that doesn’t answer your question, does it lad? Sorry, I trailed a bit off topic there… Work’s become hectic, and Julia begun hanging out with friends after work so I felt like she was dumping everything on me. I know that’s no excuse, but I began blaming [first name] for it. I began wishing she was an adult so I wouldn’t have to look after her anymore, then I’d be able to go out as well…” Damion stated, sighing sadly, looking ashamed. I gave him a serious look.

“Mr Damion, you may not have noticed it, but [first name]’s already almost an adult… she’s seventeen, she can take care of herself. I’m not saying she’s no longer dependent on you, because she will be until she’s eighteen at least, but she can look after herself while you go out and see some of your friends, she’s not a child anymore,” I stated, seeing him look at me. He looked stunned for a second, before he began smiling.

“Yeah, you’re right… Thanks lad…” he said, giving me a gentle smile.

“Makoto… my name’s Makoto Tachibana, not lad,” I stated, playing the same card he’d played on me. He smirked, chuckling a little.

“Tachibana… You’re Mr and Mrs Tachibana’s son? They run the neighborhood watch, right?” Damion asked, seeing me nod in response.

“If you’re their son, then I know [first name] will be alright. Please, when I’m not around, can you look after [first name]? I don’t want her getting sick again… This time seems to be alright, she’s already beginning to recover by the looks of it. I just need to go get her medicine and she should be fine in a few days…” Damion asked, standing from his seat. I looked up at him, having been kneeling by [first name]’s bedside. I nodded.

“I swear I’ll look after her. I won’t let anyone hurt her,” I swore, seeing him smile. He turned and left the room, leaving me alone with [first name]. It looked like her father had cleaned up his act, but I still couldn’t completely forgive him yet. I sighed sadly, seeing that only a little of the red on her cheeks was gone. I reached my spare hand up and brushed some hair from her face, gently running the back of my fingers down her cheek. Her cheeks felt like they were on fire, burning my skin.

“I wonder why you cut your hair…” I wondered aloud, hearing Damion suddenly clear his throat. I turned, looking at him as he entered the room with some medicine. He placed it on the bedside table, then returned back to his seat.

“You want to know why she cut her hair? To be honest, Julia and I didn’t know why either… One minute we were all happy, then the next we heard her crying in her room. We went in to see what was going on and found her sitting on the bed, a knife in her hand and locks of her hair all over the bed. She was cutting the final chunk of her hair by the time we arrived. She never told us why she did it, but it was one of the reasons we moved, not just because of my work relocating,” Damion stated, sighing sadly. I blinked in shock, looking down at her sleeping form. What had caused her to do such a thing? What had happened at her old school? She really was such a mystery. Running my hand down her cheek, Damion seemed to be looking at us now.

“You really do care about her, don’t you?” he asked, having been observing my actions. I felt my cheeks flush a little before I turned to look at him with a stern expression.

“I do… I really do care about [first name]. I’d protect her with my life if the need arose,” I explained, seeing all hints of his hesitation and worry disappear. He relaxed, looking up with a smile before he stood, placing his hands in his pockets.

“I’m gonna hit the sack… Want a futon pulled out for you tonight?” Damion asked, his voice still hoarse from all the shouting and crying he’d done earlier. I nodded, seeing the smile remain as he walked off. Looking back down at [first name], I placed a hand on her forehead and smiled, leaning down and kissing her cheek gently. She seemed to be sleeping peacefully now, or at least better than she was earlier. Stepping back, I saw Damion return with a futon, blanket and pillow. He began setting them down nearby the bed.

“Oh, one more thing Makoto. Don’t tell [first name] about Rosaline please? I don’t want to add to her shock and stress,” Damion asked. I looked up at him, feeling hesitant to accept. [first name] had a right to know, was it really my secret to keep? But Damion was right though, [first name] couldn’t handle any more stress or shock at the moment. I nodded silently. Damion sighed in relief, standing back and walking to the door.

“Thanks Makoto. I’ll be in my room, I’m counting on you to look after my baby girl for me, okay?” Damion stated. I nodded again, seeing him smile gently and leave. A smile suited him better than a frown, that was for sure. Slipping into the futon, I glanced up at the clock to look at the time, before placing my head on the pillow. We’d all had a rough day and deserved a bit of rest. I closed my eyes, allowing darkness to consume me.


‘Thank you for looking after my baby sister. But I fear your job is only just beginning. I’m sorry for the burden that will befall you, but the tragedy has only just begun. Be ready for anything, the worst is yet to come’

Who was that? That voice that sounded of light, soft, silver bells. It was so melodic, so beautiful to listen to. Who did it belong to? I wanted to see. Show me, please. I want to see who you are. Turning in the darkness of my sleep, I saw a bright, brilliant light. Shielding my eyes, I snuck a look and saw long, elegant blonde locks of hair, dancing around in the non-existent breeze and blue eyes that would make anyone envious. The light calmed down and I finally got to see the owner of the voice properly. It was a woman, with incredibly long, knee length, straight blonde hair, the most beautiful blue eyes and the same face shape as [first name]’s. She wore a long, pure white dress. The softest of smiles was on her face while her eyes were filled with pain.

</i>‘Makoto, I beg of you, look after my baby sister. You won’t be alone though, I’ll be right by your sides to protect you. Your biggest trial is yet to come’</i>

“Rosaline? Are you Rosaline? [first name]’s older sister?” I asked, seeing her smile and nod, before she began to glow brilliantly again. I let out a sound of shock as I covered my eyes again, but not before I felt a presence flow through me. I gasped, feeling my consciousness shift again and I was transported into another dream.
Hey guys, tomorrow marks the end of my school year, so expect an update for 'Makoto x Reader - Hang on! Hold me!' really soon!
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House of Horrors
Chapter 4
The Mansion’s Salvation


Things had changed now that the two ghosts that had been trying to kill you were suddenly docile and asking for your forgiveness. Makoto and Haruka sat with you as you listened to the two tell you their story.

‘I’m so sorry for everything that’s happened. See, every full moon we lose control of our minds… She makes us lose them, she takes us over… She’s so incredibly spiteful and full of anger, we can’t escape her. She controls the house and sentences anyone who enters to death, whether it be sooner or later,’ explained the ghost of Satsuki. You listened as the ghost of their mother knelt down and gently ran her fingers through her hair.

“But… From what I saw, you two had gone insane and tried to kill Natsuki… How come you’re so nice now?” you asked, seeing the mother glance at you.

‘After being killed all those years ago, we were doomed to roam this house to atone for our sins… During that time, we’ve sent tons of innocent people to their deaths due to the curse… Satsuki and I want no more… When we retain our sanity, all we can do is weep for the innocent people we’ve killed, for all the blood soaking our hands… Please, you must help her! I know I was a terrible parent and a horrible mother, but I beg of you, save my daughters!’ pleaded the mother, looking at you with tears in her eyes. This side of her was pure, honest and had no hint of madness or deceit on her face. You thought over what they said.

“Wait… you said daughters… Where’s the other then?” Makoto asked, making you turn to glance at him. That was a good point. Where was Natsuki anyway? If the mother asked you to save both the daughters, and you were Natsuki, where was the Natsuki of old then?

‘Natsuki… My poor Natsuki… That man had poisoned her mind for too long… She’s down in the basement, in the deepest level… There’s a casket… Natsuki resides within it… She returned back with that thing, it wasn’t born yet… She took her own life there, but her hatred must’ve been too strong… She’s the one poisoning our minds every full moon’ the mother explained, making your eyes widen in shock. Natsuki was the one pulling all the strings?

“You said you wanted us to save Natsuki… How do we do that?” Haruka asked, looking at the two ghosts. Satsuki looked up at him with a grave look.

‘If you can make it down there… There are two ways to save her… One, you gather items hold a personal value to the true her, the inner her, and offer them to her… Or… You seal her away with a sacrifice…’ Satsuki explained, looking you straight in the eyes. Your eyes widened upon realization of exactly what she meant. You had to either appease Natsuki, or you had to sacrifice your own life to seal Natsuki away. You felt the hands on your shoulders tighten, making you turn to look at Makoto.

“No, we won’t let [Name]-chan die! We’ll find a way to appease Natsuki, there’s no way any of us are dying! Not today” Makoto declared, looking down at you with a small smile. You smiled back, seeing the ghosts smile at each other.

“What sort of items should we use?” Haruka asked, hoping to get some suggestions from the ghosts.

‘Things that remind her of her childhood, before my husband got to her… It will be difficult… I wish you luck… I only wish we could help you more… But the sunlight is beginning to shine, and we must return to the darkness… Good luck children’ stated the mother as both her and Satsuki began to fade away, disappearing entirely. You felt the hands on your shoulders grab your arms, pulling you up to your feet. Glancing behind you, you saw Makoto glancing at the ground. He looked like he was torn up about something. Haruka was looking at him worriedly, then glanced at you. You looked at Haruka, before turning and walking to Makoto.

“Makoto?” you asked, putting a hand on his arm before he suddenly grabbed you, wrapping you up in a tight hug. His shoulders were trembling violently as he hugged you, burying his face in your hair and shoulder.

“I was so scared. I thought you were dead… Please… don’t go down in the basement, ever again. Haruka and I will take care of it. It’s too dangerous for you to go down there, I’ve already experienced the feeling of thinking you were gone, I don’t want to actually lose you…” Makoto pleaded, gripping your jacket tightly in his hands. You blinked in shock, before wrapping your arms around his back, hugging him back gently.

“Makoto… I can’t just leave it to you and Haruka… What if something were to happen to the two of you? I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you either…” you reasoned, feeling him pull away from the hug. He gave you a disappointed look before smiling his usual smile, making your stomach tighten painfully. You hated his smile when it was like this, because you could tell it was so fake.

“Well, let’s get a move on and find these items… How many should we grab?” Haruka asked, turning to look at a photo of the whole family resting on the cabinet in the lounge room. You turned, seeing multiple photos resting in the room.

“I’m not sure… Enough for all of us to carry?” you suggested, finding a photo of just the twins. That would be a good one, so you took it and began looking for other ones.

“Would there be anything upstairs? Like a stuffed doll or something?” Haruka asked, pointing at the stairs. You glanced at the stairs, trying to recall what had been up there.

“I’m not sure… It’s worth a look… We might find something we missed” Makoto stated, offering to go upstairs with you. You nodded, following after him as you both walked up the steps.

“I’ll look in Satsuki’s room, you look in Natsuki’s” Makoto stated, entering the room that had the smashed mirror in it. You nodded, turning and entered the room with the strange stains on the bed. Entering the room, you looked underneath the desk for anything a little girl would’ve used. Having no luck, you walked to the bed and knelt down, peering under the bed. You couldn’t see much due to the cobwebs, but you could make out something small and black under the bed. Sitting up to try and wipe the cobwebs from your face, you felt a sudden sharp blow to the back of your neck. You froze, feeling your body give out on you as you collapsed to the ground. Looking up with the last of your strength, you saw Makoto kneeling by you, giving you an apologetic look.

“I’m sorry [Name]-chan… But I can’t risk you going in that basement…” he apologized, rolling you onto your back so you’d be more comfortable, just as your vision faded out completely. You weren’t sure how long you remained out cold, but when you finally came to, you had a pounding headache. It was a little colder than it was before. Sitting up, you grabbed your head as the headache came on stronger. What had happened? Oh, that’s right. Makoto had knocked you out to try and protect you. That meant they were probably in the basement right now, trying to appease Natsuki’s ghost. You gasped as the true meaning of those words hit you, and quickly turned, grabbing the black thing you’d seen under the bed. When you pulled it out, you saw it was a soft, little black cat doll. Standing, you ran out the room and down the stairs. The sun was beginning to set from what you could see out the window.

Opening the basement door, you jumped down the steps and looked around. There was a light on down here, meaning Haruka and Makoto had gone through here. You continued on the path, feeling the unstable ground beneath you. You looked around madly, searching for any sign of them.

“Makoto! Haruka!” you called out, looking around in a mad panic. You had to find them before they were hurt, or worse! You looked around, trying to find any trace of where they were. A figure began appearing, transparent in the room.

‘Sister, the boys ran off ahead! They’re approaching the bottom floor! You must hurry! They will be driven mad!’ said Satsuki as she ran to you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you behind her.

“Thanks Satsuki! We have to give them this! They missed this!” you called out, showing her the black cat doll. Satsuki’s eyes widened when she saw it, but she continued running ahead.

‘That doll was Natsuki’s favourite! Father gave it to her when she was born, it’s as old as her!’ Satsuki stated, continuing to pull you behind her. So you’d grabbed something Natsuki would like, that was good. It took a few minutes, but eventually you both entered a room. You gasped, seeing Makoto and Haruka kneeling on the ground in front of the casket.

“Makoto! Haruka!” you yelled, seeing them turn to look at you. Their eyes were blank, large and bloodshot. Your eyes widened as you froze, looking at them in terror.

“G-Guys?” you asked, your voice trembling as you backed up. They rose to their feet, turning to look at you.

“She’s returned, she’s finally returned…” Makoto mumbled, a grin on his face that almost stretched from ear to ear. Haruka had an equally creepy smile on his own face.

‘Natsuki’s here! You must offer the doll, hurry!’ Satsuki yelled, gasping suddenly as she held her head in agony, letting out a small scream.

“Satsuki!?” you questioned, turning to look at her. She was flashing between her white appearance and her light blue appearance. That couldn’t be good, that meant her mind was becoming corrupted again. Looking around, you saw a figure begin to appear between where Makoto and Haruka were standing. You gasped, recognizing the girl as a copy of you. The grin on her face was menacing.

“Natsuki! I come to appease you! Please, accept what my friends have given you, plus this” you pleaded, stepping forward and holding out the black cat doll. Natsuki’s expression faltered as she looked at the doll, her eyes widening open realization.

‘My… kitty?’ she asked, her crackling like it was filled with static. You beamed a small smile, stepping forward and offering her the cat doll. Natsuki looked up at you, then back down at the cat doll. Reaching out a shaky hand, she took the doll into her hands, cuddling it to her chest. The smile on her face was genuine, making you smile at just how adorable she was being, especially with the tears forming in her eyes.

“I’m glad I could bring this to you… You’ve been through so much, but it’s okay. You can rest now… Please, let everyone go…” you pleaded, smiling at her as she looked up, nodding gently.

‘Yes, I’m so sorry for everything I’ve done…’ Natsuki apologized, the tears beginning to fall down her cheeks. Satsuki lifted her head, no longer in agonizing pain as she stood. Another figure began forming in the room.

‘Satsuki… Mummy…’ Natsuki whimpered, sniffling a little before she wailed out, ‘MUMMY!!!’ The ghost of their mother smiled, walking to her and hugging her tightly in her arms.

‘I’m so sorry… I should’ve been there for you, but my mind had been poisoned by your father for so long, I was no longer myself… Can you ever forgive me?’ she asked, seeing Natsuki nod as she began bawling in her arms. Satsuki turned to smile at you.

‘Thank you… you saved my sister… Words cannot express how happy I am… We can finally move on, leave this place’ Satsuki thanked, seeing Makoto and Haruka both collapse onto the ground.

“Makoto! Haruka!” you yelled, running to them and kneeling by them. Groans eased your worries as you saw them both sit up, holding their heads in their hands.

“Ow… I feel like I’ve been run over by a bus…” Haruka grumbled, looking up at you. You sighed in relief, patting them both on the shoulders.

“It’s over now, we can go home…” you stated, seeing them both look at each other in confusion. Once you were all standing, you began the walk back to the stairs. Reaching the stairs, you saw two familiar faces peering into the basement.

“Nagisa! Rei!” you called out, smiling happily at them as they called out to you, waving and jumping around like mad. They were back to normal at least.

“Listen, [Name]-chan… I’m sorry about knocking you out and leaving you behind…” Makoto apologized, stepping close to you. You flashed him a smile.

“It’s alright. You were just trying to protect me, I understand that. I’m just sorry I didn’t arrive sooner to save you guys…” you reassured him, gently grabbing his hand and holding it in yours. You gave it a tight squeeze, seeing his cheeks flash pink.

Suddenly everything went black though as the door to the basement suddenly shut and the light went out. You gasped, looking around before Makoto’s hand that had been in yours suddenly vanished. You heard a loud cry of pain, trying to locate the source. The only thing you could make out was the blue glow of a familiar ghost, one you’d completely forgotten about. It was the father, and he had Makoto pinned to the wall, his hand around his throat.

“Makoto!” you yelled, seeing Haruka look at the situation in shock.

“Makoto!” he called out as well in unison with you, gritting his teeth tightly.

‘She’s mine! Mine alone! You can’t have her!’ called out your father in a deranged voice. You felt a sharp pain in your chest, making you clutch it tightly. What was this? Fear? You were terrified of the thought of Makoto dying at this guy’s hands.

‘Father!’ called out a familiar voice, making everyone turn to see Natsuki standing there, glaring at her father. The father released Makoto who fell to his knees, coughing to inhale air.

‘Natsuki… You came back to me after all!’ he called out in delight, but all she did was frown. Stepping closer to him, she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.

‘Father… we’ll go together… you don’t belong here either…’ she stated, beginning to glow brightly. You covered your eyes, being blinded by the light they were emitting. And just as quickly as it had appeared, it vanished, along with them. You looked around a little as Haruka helped Makoto up to his feet.

“Makoto, are you okay?” you asked, stepping towards him. He gave you a small smile.

“I’m alright… But I saw my life flash before my eyes though…” he answered, chuckling a little. You giggled.

“Alright Rei-chan! Break the door down!” you heard a voice call out. You turned to look at the door.

“It’s alright, it should open now!” you called out, hearing them pause before cautiously opening the door. In a matter of seconds you were all out the basement and back in the lounge room.

“What on earth happened….? All I remember was investigating the bottom floor…” Rei questioned, looking at you three in confusion. Nagisa pouted to himself as well.

“Yeah… I have a feeling I missed out on something really fun…” he pouted, making all three of you laugh.

“It’s a long story… We’ll tell you on the way back… But first, we have to drop by the police station first” you answered, seeing the two of them look at each other in confusion. Stepping out the mansion, you looking around as the cool night air hit your skin. It was almost just like the day you entered, but now it was calmer, a lot calmer, and you were finally free. You were all free, and the mansion had finally been given its salvation.
Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 4/4
The thrilling conclusion of the House of Horrors series I've been writing. I hope you all enjoyed the journey, and are looking forward to many other journeys I've been writing. More stories and updates will be coming eventually. Hope you all enjoyed this Halloween Special I've written for you guys. Remember, comments mean the world to me, and do encourage me to write more. I've also been thinking about drawing scenes or pictures from this, if you guys would like to see some. But other than that, thank you for reading the story and being a part of the journey. There's a special piece you take away after reading this, and I'm hoping it's with all of you after reading this. And one last thing, HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

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House of Horrors
Chapter 3
The Mansion’s Memories


‘Wake up sweetie… It’s alright, you’re safe now’

A voice lulled you from your sleep, your eyes opening weakly to look upon the face of a middle aged man. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot and crazed. The smile on his face was one of possession and mad lust. He was also glowing and see through. You gasped, jumping back as he smiled.

“W-Who are you!?” you asked, your voice a hoarse whisper. He chuckled, advancing further on you. You backed away until you hit the wall. The area was so dark, you couldn’t tell where you were, but it had a dank, earthy smell to it. You assumed it was an underground basement.

‘What’s wrong sweetie, it’s me. Daddy saved you. It’s alright now’

His voice was attempting to soothe your nerves, but it was so crazed and driven with lust that its purpose was wasted on you. Your breathing quickened to gasps as you shook your head madly.

“No… No! Stay away from me! Don’t come near me!” you exclaimed, seeing the shocked look on his face. He looked disappointed and sad, but you weren’t going to let it fool you. Jumping to your feet, you began running blindly ahead. You couldn’t see around you, so it was no surprise you tripped on something and fell onto the ground painfully. You turned, gasping as you saw the ghost jump on you, pinning you down. Your eyes widened as you saw the smirk on his face. You had no way out, you knew it.

‘Let’s make you remember, shall we?’

You gasped, hearing him say that before you froze, your eyes wide, your breath caught in your throat as a pain shot through your body. You gagged a little, trying to squirm but you felt your vision turn off as you were swept away, to someplace so familiar yet you knew you’d never seen before.

You were sobbing and crying on the floor of a room. Your whole body hurt, and you were covered in sores and welts. Looking to the side, you saw the blood covered table and the whip resting nearby it. Your shoulders shook as you began to wonder what you had done to deserve such a life. You’d contemplated suicide a few times, but you were always pulled back to reality when you began to think that your sister would be targeted next. You stood, looking around the room before deciding to leave. Before you made it to the door however, the door opened and a girl with your identical appearance walked in. You raised a brow, looking at her curiously.

“Satsuki? What’re you doing here? Mother and Father will be mad if you come in here” you warned, not wanting to see her get hurt. She looked at the ground, as if she were upset about something and remained silent.

“Not fair…” she whispered, making you feel even more confused. What couldn’t be fair?

“Satsuki? What’s not fair? What’s wrong sis?” you asked, stepping towards her. Before you managed to touch her shoulder though, she looked up at you with a crazed look and wrapped her hands around your throat. You gasped, gagging in pain as you stumbled back. You clawed at her hands, trying to pull her away from you when you smacked into the closet, then you tumbled for a little before falling back onto the bed. Satsuki hovered over you, her hands gripping your throat even tighter than before. You gasped, gagging for air as you clawed at her arms.

“S-Sat…su…ki…” you managed to wheeze out between breaths, looking at her in fear and disbelief. She was the reason you stayed alive, the only good thing in your life, and now she had even turned on you too. Her expression was one of hurt, crazed possession and anger.

“It’s not fair! You get everything! You get Father’s love, you always have! I work so hard and he never even notices me! Mother is always with you as well! It’s not fair! Why do you get everything!?” Satsuki yelled out, her grip tightening as she pushed her thumbs into your windpipe. You gagged in agony, trying desperately to push her off. Your vision was beginning to gain black dots as you were struggling to think coherently. So you looked to your left, seeing the lamp and grabbed at it, smashing it against Satsuki’s head. Satsuki let out a blood curdling scream as she let go of you, backing away and crawling at her face with her hands. You rolled to your side, clutching your throat and coughing. Your lungs were aching for air. Satsuki removed her hands to reveal a deadly glare as a feral growl escaped her throat. A trail of blood dripped down her face as well. You gasped, jumping off the bed and began running towards the exit.

“Satsuki!? Natsuki!? What’s going on up there!?” you heard your mother yell out from the first floor. Satsuki growled more, letting out a yell as she ran after you. You had to get away! Father wasn’t home so Mother would surely let Satsuki kill you, or she would herself once she saw the blood on Satsuki’s face. You reached the staircase, jumping down them two at a time, nearly stumbling once you reached the bottom floor. Your mother was sitting on a chair in the lounge room, having been reading a book. She looked up at you, glaring.

“Stop being so disruptive Natsuki! You repulsive child! Satsuki! Quiet down!” your mother scolded before she saw the blood dripping down Satsuki’s face. Her face turned to one of horror as her face went pale. She stood abruptly, making you turn and bolt for the kitchen. You could hear two sets of footsteps after you now, but you managed to make it to the large kitchen knives before they could grab you. You seized the largest, sharpest one that was used for cutting meat and bone, turning to point the blade at them. They gasped, jumping back a step.

“Have you gone mad Natsuki!? We are your family! Why do you turn on us now!?” your mother questioned, glaring at you darkly. You glared back.

“Enough! I’ve lived with this all my life, but now I’ve had enough! I won’t suffer your abuse anymore Mother! Touch me and I will cut you!” you answered, seeing Satsuki’s expression was still one of nightmares.

“I’ll kill you! I’ll kill you!” Satsuki growled, her voice hoarse and wheezy as she held her hands out like they were claws. Before you got any time to react, Satsuki let out a yell and ran at you. You retaliated to try and stop her, but in a matter of seconds, everything froze. It was like time had stopped. Satsuki remained still against you, her chin resting on your shoulder and her arms hung limp beside her. Her expression was frozen and there was a wet liquid running down your hands now. You saw her body begin to slowly slide to the ground, watching in horror as she fell to the ground with a loud thump. Your eyes were wide in shock as you realized what had happened, seeing the large red stain on her dress and the floor growing. Your mother gasped as well, stepping back as she raised her hands to her face, trembling. She let out a scream.

“SATSUKI!!!” she screamed, making you wince from how loud it was. You moved your gaze to look at your mother, seeing her shoulders shake as she hunched over a little, looking at the floor. You suddenly felt fear like you’d never felt it before. The growl that came from her was menacing, like a monster had suddenly taken her over. She let out a scream as she grabbed your arm, trying to grab at you.

“Let me go!!” you shouted, slashing the knife down and striking at her wrist. You saw a splatter of blood across the room as she screamed and retracted herself from you, pulling away and holding her arm. She hid it from you as you stood there, glaring and pointing the knife at her.

“I warned you. Now let me go! I’m leaving!” you declared, stepping to the side and attempting to sidestep out the room. Your mother panted, looking at you with a foul expression.

“You killed your own sister… Why should you be allowed to leave?” she asked, charging at you again with her good hand. She grabbed at your throat, making you wince before you struck the knife forward, hearing a slice of flesh. More blood oozed out her stomach and onto your hand as you heard her gasp. Her grip on you loosened as she backed away. Her face turned pale as she fell to her knees, looking at you in horror.

“You’re a monster… You’re no better than us… And you will regret this day…” she hissed, her eyes beginning to dull as she fell back, landing on a pool of her own blood. You panted from where you’d been standing, looking at the two of them. They were completely motionless and still, but you had a terrible pain in your gut and felt like you needed to vomit. The door suddenly opening made you turn to gasp, realizing your Father was home. You quickly dashed into the dining room, waiting to see which way he’d come through, either the study or the lounge room. You could hear him whistling as he walked through the lounge room to the kitchen, then gasp. You snuck through the study, watching and waiting to see which way he’d go next.

“Natsuki… I must find Natsuki! She mustn’t be harmed!” your father stated, looking around in worry. You stood there in disbelief. Your mother and your sister were dead, and he was too worried about you to even care. He really was a delusional freak. You could see him searching every inch of the room before he ran to the dining room. You snuck through the lounge room, heading for the front door. The knife’s handle still firmly in your grasp.

“Natsuki?” you heard as you froze, turning to see your father standing there, looking at you with a sad expression.

“Did they hurt you? I’m sorry baby… I always knew they were no good. Let’s get rid of these bodies and we can live together! We can create our own family!” your father declared, opening his arms to try and embrace you. You felt your eyes widen as you jumped back, holding out the knife between you two. There was no way you wanted to be with just him and him alone. If that happened, you’d never get a break. The last time Mother and Satsuki had left, you’d been trapped in the room with him all day and all night, with no rest, having to do everything he said. You saw the hurt on his face when he saw the knife, but he didn’t advance further.

“Natsuki… What’s wrong baby? I’ve always loved you… I’ve never hurt you, remember?” your father tried to say, attempting to soothe you. You grit your teeth, your eyes widening more as you swung the knife around.

“NO! I don’t want anything like that! You’re my father!! Not my lover! We can’t be a family like how you want! I DESPISE YOU!!! If it hadn’t been for Satsuki, I would’ve killed myself ages ago!” you screamed, tears forming in your eyes as you saw his eyes widen. The hurt on his face was so obvious, but now it was mixed with a trace of anger. You felt fear return to your system as you stepped back against the door. You clutched the handle of the knife against your chest, your breathing becoming uneven as he advanced on you.

“Looks like I’ll have to borrow a page from your Mother’s book. I never wanted to hurt you like this Natsuki… But I’ll have to tie you up and make sure you can never escape” your father apologized, her grin sadistic. Your eyes widened in horror upon his words, making you scream and swing your knife forward. It all happened in a matter of seconds. You saw your father charge at you, a spray of blood, and then he was on the ground. He looked up at you weakly.

“Deny it as much as you want… We will… have our family… For it grows… within you…” your father declared, pointing at your stomach. You gasped, looking at your stomach and then back down to him. His eyes had gone lifeless and his body was still, but his words run in your ears. You dropped the knife to the ground, tearing the door open and ran out, without even thinking.

You gasped as you returned back to your body, gasping for air and feeling the need to be sick. The ghost man’s grin was right in front of your face as your eyes widened in realization. You were Natsuki. Or, you had been. Once upon a time in another life, you had been that poor abused girl, who had never truly been freed from her suffering and torture. You struggled against the ghost’s hold, attempting to break away.

‘Don’t run Natsuki. We’re finally together! You will be mine!’

You heard his words, gasping as you felt a cold presence begin to enter your body, starting from your toes and beginning to work its way up your body. You remained frozen, paralyzed in pain with your mouth agape, your eyes wide. You couldn’t even breathe. You could hear the man’s chuckles as the cold began spreading through your body, only small gags of pain escaping you.

Suddenly the door to the basement burst open, blinding you both with a bright light. The cold feeling suddenly left you, allowing you gasp in the air you desperately needed.


You looked up through one eye to see the ghost girl that had tried to strangle you. She was running down the stairs and quickly pushed the man away. She grabbed your wrists, pulling you to your feet shakily.

“[Name]-chan!” called out a voice and you looked up at the exit to see Makoto was kneeling there, offering you his hand. You smiled in relief, grabbing his hand and felt him pull you to your feet. The girl ran out after you and you looked down, gasping to see the man was trying to grab at you. Makoto frowned, slamming the lid to the basement down, shutting him down there. You sighed in relief, feeling Makoto’s strong arms around you.

“[Name]-chan! Are you alright?” asked a voice. You glanced up to see Haruka looking down at you in concern. You flashed him a weak smile.

“I’m okay… I think… Why are they here?” you asked, pointing at the ghost girl and woman. Both were now glowing blue instead of white like they had been before, and looked human now, instead of crazy.

“I’m not sure what happened, but they suddenly stopped and began apologizing… They also told us where to find you. They helped us get you out of there… But Nagisa and Rei still haven’t woken up though…” Makoto answered, his arms still tightly around your shoulders as you laid back against his chest. You didn’t have much strength to move, so they let you lay there for a bit. The ghost of Satsuki walked to you, kneeling down in front of you.

“Sis… I’m so sorry… Please, let me explain everything to you from the beginning” Satsuki asked, looking up at you with a serious look.
Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 3/4
Here's part three in the four part series of 'House of Horrors'. I hope you're all enjoying this story and are looking forward to the thrilling conclusion! Cause I sure am! Remember, comments really encourage me to write more than favs do. And remember, if you're thinking something, I'd love to read it. Like 'Why the ghosts are suddenly friendly?' 'What happened to Natsuki after she left?' 'Who the villain is?', those sorts of things. I'd love to read your thoughts on all this.

Part 1 - Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 1/4
Part 2 - Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 2/4
Part 4 (END) - Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 4/4
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House of Horrors
Chapter 2
The Mansion’s Demons


The tight grip around your neck was excruciating. You couldn’t breathe as your feet left the ground. You were being suspended in the air by the ghost of the girl that had appeared in the room with you and Makoto. Makoto had let out a loud shriek, backing against the wall as his eyes widened to an incredible size. He couldn’t say anything coherent, just babbling what sounded like a whimpered version of your name several times. You gagged a little, feeling your feet dangle as you tried to claw at her hands which were gripping your throat. The shadows began circling the room, inhuman noises filling the room. You winced, feeling the grip tighten as you tried to inhale what little breath you could manage. The ghost’s face was twisted in what looked like a combination of pleasure and maddened joy. She was almost getting off on strangling you to death.

‘I’ve waited so long…! I’ve waited so long! Won’t let you escape! Won’t let you ESCAPE!!’

You could hear the voices beginning to form coherent sentences in the room, and turned to see Makoto was extremely pale against the wall, trembling in fright. You noticed the mirror next to him though, was showing a reflection of the ghost that was strangling you. Gasping, you gagged loudly as she pressed her thumbs into your windpipe, but managed to extend one arm, pointing at the mirror.

“M-Makoto!” you yelled, seeing his eyes widen in shock. He’d been snapped back to reality, looking around at what you were pointing to. He noticed the mirror himself, seeing the reflection of the girl in it. The reflection began to laugh maniacally. Makoto’s eyes narrowed as he glared, turning back to look at you with a serious expression.

“Smash the mirror!? Got it!” Makoto shouted, grabbing the mirror off the wall. The girl was still laughing insanely, making you grit your teeth together, feeling your eyes shut tightly. Makoto lifted the mirror above his head, letting out a yell as he threw the mirror to the ground. A loud crashing sound filled the room as the girl suddenly screamed. The grip around your neck loosened as you fell to the ground on your rear. The girl backed away, letting out a scream as she clutched at her face, throwing her head back in a mouth curdling scream. You coughed, clutching at your neck as a pain filled your lungs. You’d gone without air for too long. You desperately tried to fill your lungs with air with every cough and wheeze.

“Come on!” Makoto shouted, grabbing your wrist and began to pull you to the door. You stumbled on your feet as you looked at his shoulder. He was so much bigger and stronger than you, and now he was taking charge, taking the initiative. He grabbed the door handle, practically forcing the door open, and pushed you out the room first. He followed suit, slamming the door shut. He panted a little, placing his hands on his knees as you continued to hold your neck, coughing occasionally.

“Are you… okay?” Makoto asked, glancing at you worryingly. You nodded, smiling at him weakly. He gave you a relieved smile back, before he stepped forward, grabbing your shoulders and pulling you to his chest. His arms wrapped around you as you felt his giant frame shake violently. You froze, not knowing what to do, but looked up at the side of his head. He’d buried his face into your hair and shoulder.

“I’m so sorry… You were in trouble, and I couldn’t help… I’m so, so sorry…” Makoto apologized, making you wrap your arms around him, gripping the material of his jacket. This caused him to hug you even tighter.

“Makoto… It’s alright…” you wheezed out, your throat sore and your voice hoarse from being choked for so long. You smiled gently at him, nuzzling your face into his shoulder. He began to stop shaking, pulling away from the hug a little as his hands slid from your shoulders, all the way down to your hands. He kept your hands tightly in his, smiling at you gently.

“I’m so glad you’re alright… For a minute I thought we were going to die…” Makoto stated, staring into your eyes. You didn’t get very long to look into his green eyes. A loud noise from behind the door startled you both as Makoto gripped your hand tightly in his.

“Come on! We’re getting out of here!” Makoto declared, beginning to run to the stairs. You were being pulled along behind him, making sure not the trip. Your roles had been reversed. You ran down the stairs, heading for the door but when Makoto reached the door handle, it wouldn’t open. No matter how much he jiggled the handle, it wouldn’t open at all. You gasped, seeing him turn to give you a hopeless look.

“It won’t budge…! We’re trapped!” Makoto exclaimed. You turned, seeing the dark shadows beginning to creep along the walls of the room. You looked around for the exit to the room, pointing it out.

“This way!” you yelled, beginning to run to the next room, hoping to find the door to the back of the house. You also had to find Haruka, Nagisa and Rei.

“We have to find Haru, Nagisa and Rei! They should be here somewhere!” Makoto called out from behind you. You nodded, turning as you exited the kitchen, entering the dining room. The entire house was littered in cobwebs and dust. You exited the dining room and entered what looked like a study. You stopped though when you saw a familiar figure leaning against the door that exited the house. He had his arms folded around his chest, and he was smirking.

“Rei! We need to get past! We need to get out! This place is haunted!” Makoto exclaimed, stepping in front of you and walking to Rei. Rei just chuckled. You blinked, your eyes widening as you saw Rei step away from the door, looking down at the ground with limp arms.

“I know, isn’t it great!? We’re all trapped here, and we’ll all die here!” Rei exclaimed, lifting his head up to laugh insanely at the roof. You and Makoto both gasped, taking a step back. This was not the Rei you knew. His eyes were wide and bulging, as if he were possessed. His expression was twisted and foul.

“We gotta get out of here [Name]-chan. But he’s blocking the exit!” Makoto hissed, glaring at Rei who was still laughing. As you continued backing away, Rei stepped closer to you both. You were about to say Rei’s name when an arm suddenly wrapped around your neck from behind. You gasped, letting out a yelp as you were dragged back by the sudden figure. Makoto turned, gasping in shock to see who’d grabbed you.

“N-Nagisa!?” Makoto exclaimed, stepping forward to you when Nagisa’s grip around your neck tightened.

“Not another step! Or I’ll break her neck!” Nagisa threatened, chuckling from behind you. You grabbed at his arm, trying to pull it away from your neck. Makoto looked at you both with a horrified expression. He didn’t know what to do. He was at his wits end. Rei began advancing on him from behind. You gasped, seeing him lift his arms with what looked like a hammer in his hands.

“Makoto! Behind you!” you screamed, seeing his eyes widen as he turned, narrowly dodging the hammer swing as it smacked into the ground. A hole was formed from the impact, which you stared at in horror. Makoto was now against the wall, trembling in terror. It that had hit him, he would’ve died for sure.

“Makoto! Run! Don’t worry about me! Get out of here! Find Haru!” you shouted, feeling Nagisa’s grip around your neck beginning to tighten as you tried to fight against him. Makoto looked up at you, panting and looking petrified. He also looked conflicted.

“[Name]-chan! I can’t just leave you!” Makoto exclaimed, gasped as Rei managed to pull the hammer out the ground. He began swinging it loosely in his hand as he laughed. Your eyes widened, seeing him begin to turn towards Makoto.

“Makoto!” you screamed, your breathing turning into gasps and wheezes from your panic and fear. Makoto looked just as terrified. Rei laughed, swinging the hammer to the side.

“You’ll make the most beautiful corpses!” Rei exclaimed, lifting the hammer again to strike. Nagisa continued chuckling from behind you. You turned, seeing the grin on his face, before you returned to watching Rei in horror. Just as Rei was about to try and strike at Makoto again, someone quickly ran into the room.

“Makoto! [Name]-chan! Duck!” called out the voice. Makoto wasted no time in ducking, covering his head with his hands as something struck both Nagisa and Rei. You were also hit as well because you couldn’t duck due to Nagisa. You felt pain enter your system as you hit the ground with Nagisa.

“[Name]-chan! [Name]-chan! Can you hear me!?” called out a familiar voice. You opened one eye, glancing to look at familiar blue eyes which were wide with worry. Haruka looked like he’d seen the most horrifying thing in the world. Makoto was kneeling nearby, looking just as worried. You sat up groggily, holding your head in your hand.

“Sorry, I had to act quickly…” Haruka apologized, offering you a hand up. You accepted his hand, seeing Makoto offer you his hand as well. You ended up taking both their hands as they pulled you to your feet.

“Thank you for saving our lives Haru-chan. But now we need to figure out how to get out of here!” Makoto thanked, looking back at the door. He stepped to it, taking the handle and began trying to open it.

“I’ve already tried that. None of the doors are going to open, same with the windows… We’re trapped in here. But we have a bigger problem than getting out… We need to find a way to break the possession on Nagisa and Rei” Haruka explained, seeing Makoto turn to look at him in disbelief. You sighed, holding your forehead in your hand. You had a splitting headache and all this thinking was not helping.

“So what do we know so far?” you asked, seeing them walk to you.

“Well, we know that we can’t get out, Nagisa and Rei are possessed by some kind of spirit, and this place is most definitely haunted.” Haruka explained. You looked at Makoto, wondering if you should add in your own experience.

“We also found out that there’s at least one ghost here. A girl that looks pretty similar to [Name]-chan. She tried to kill [Name]-chan, but we managed to get out in time…” Makoto added, seeing Haruka’s eyes widen. You glanced down at the journal that was still resting in your pocket.

“We also found this journal… There were two daughters in this house. One of them was being abused by their father…” you explained, pulling out the journal. Haruka’s eyes widened as he let out a soft gasp, eyes travelling from you to the journal.

“We need to let the police know…” Haruka stated, seeing both you and Makoto nod. You were about to say something else but the dark shadows began to creep into the room. You gasped, turning to look behind you. The whispers began filling the room, making Makoto and Haruka step closer to you. A figure began forming in the doorway to the dining room, appearing to be the ghost girl from the other room.

“Run!” Makoto shouted. You all turned, heading for the stairs. There were no safe places on the first floor, maybe the second floor had a safe room. You ran up to take the lead, turning down the hallway and began running to the room at the end of the hallway. You’d completely forgotten about the warnings the journal entry had said, and pushed the door open. It wasn’t until after you’d all stepped in and began trying to catch your breath that you gasped, freezing to the spot at the sight. Makoto glanced at you, before looking around the room. He gasped as well, same with Haruka. The boys had managed to shut the door behind them.

Inside the room was a large double bed, a desk, and then in the other side of the room, were numerous torture devices. You were struggling to remember to breathe. The journal entry from one of the daughters had been disturbing enough, but what on earth had these been used for? You gulped, looking at the desk to see another diary resting on the desk. Walking to it, you grabbed the cover and flipped it open.

‘December 30st 1870,

That girl dares to steal my husband? I birthed her, she is my creation! And yet she is my rival in love for my beloved! Satsuki is a good girl, she has never stolen a glance from my love, but Natsuki, and she dares to even lay in the bed with him! He is mine! Mine alone! I’ll teach her a lesson! Today, I strapped her to the table and whipped her! It was a sight to see! She was a sobbing mess by the end of it, crying her eyes out and begging for my forgiveness. I’ll never forgive her! I’ll never forgive her! She stole my husband all the way back when she was six! I used to wonder why he snuck out of bed in the middle of the night, and when I asked him upon his return, he said he could hear that one of the twins had woken and was crying. One night, I was suspicious when he got up, and followed after him. When I peered through the crack in the door, my love was laying on Natsuki’s bed beside her, had pulled her night gown up, and had his hand in her underwear. She was crying but my love was whispering sweet nothings in her ear. All the same things he said to me. How dare she!? He was mine! I will never forgive her! I will kill her! I will kill that abomination!’

You quickly shut the book, leaning over the desk as sweat covered your face and you were struggling to breathe. The air was thin in the room and you didn’t dare read anymore. The handwriting had become to violently written, you feared what it actually said.

‘You dare to read my book!? How dare you!? You little monster! I will kill you!!’

You gasped, turning to look behind you. The boys were also looking, watching in terror as a new ghost formed, in the same of a middle aged woman. She was in pale dress and her dark brown hair had been tied up, but strands of it hung out in a mattered mess. Her eyes darted around the room madly as she raised a hand, revealing a whip in her hands.

“T-Two ghosts!?” Makoto squeaked, stepping back as the woman laughed, stepping forward. Dark shadows began creeping into the room again as the door suddenly burst open, revealing the ghost of the girl from downstairs. She was laughing as well, stepping towards the ghost of the woman. Both of them turned to look at all of you.

“W-What do we do?” Makoto asked, looking between Haruka and you. You glanced at the two ghosts, before looking at the door.

“Run!” you shouted, seeing the boys dart for the door. You darted after them, trying to catch up but the door suddenly slammed shut. You smacked into the door, feeling a pulsing pain enter your head. You began falling back, feeling your limps go limp as you hit the ground. Laughter echoed the room as your vision began shifting to black.

‘Got you now’

You heard the ghosts’ taunts as your vision faded and you fell into a world of nothing.
Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 2/4
Here's part 2 everyone! Enjoy!

REMEMBER! This story will just continue to get darker! Next chapter will be incredibly dark and trigger-ish, so be warned! Also, remember, I love comments! They really encourage me to write, so please, post what you like about this. I like comments more than favs. :D

Part 1 - Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 1/4
Part 3 - Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 3/4
Part 4 (END) - Makoto x Reader - House of Horrors - Part 4/4
Hey everyone, it's been a while since i did a journal last! A lot has been happening since my last one. I'm still trying to finish off my year 12 externally and I'm writing more on that MakotoxReader story.

I'm doing a creative careers course every Wednesday and we do a different creative thing every week, for example, one week it'll be digital editing, the next it'll be spray painting. It's incredibly fun and I've gained a new friend that i've introduced to the group. She's been accepted well by all my friends so we all consider her part of the gang. The only shame is she lives a few towns over, about an hour drive away. So we don't get to visit very often.

I've gotten a new car as well cause my old one literally was on it's last legs. It's a beautiful burnt copper bronze Toyota Camry, 2001 model. I absolutely love it! The only shame about it is i've had it for two months, and it already needs to see a mechanic to see why it's leaking engine oil. Why do all the cars i get do this? I don't drive them excessively, or recklessly, and yet they always break! I have no luck with cars... or computers either... My computer has a neon green line through the screen, straight down, on the right hand side. I can't fix it. So i've just given up on it. It doesn't seem to be affecting the performance of the computer, so it's fine. I hope.

Oh, and another thing about the Creative Careers course is we'll be making a horror movie together! I'm really excited about it! Everybody wants to make like a slasher horror movie, meanwhile me, i want to make it similar to Corpse Party. I just think that'll be easier because we're setting it in the old high school that was used over 30 years ago. Seen as Corpse Party has school kids in it and we're all close to school age, or at least, we'll pass for it. We also have like no budget for it either, and we need permission from the council to use the High school in our movie as well. Another issue is that if we do get permission to go in as well as use the outside of the school, we'll need blueprints or maps of the school so we can plan where everything will be. I'm really iffy about all of this and trying to figure out how it will turn out, but i'm also really exited about it too.

But yeah, wow, this journal is pretty big! That's about all i have to say.
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Kirby Ester Taylor
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Hey everyone, not much to say here, except i'm 20, love anime and writing for it, and one day i hope to become an author or a manga artist. The second one's a bit unlikely, but i'll certainly give it my all!

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