[[Continuing really old story.]]
As the cheery-ish sun rose to greet the world again, the cars zoomed oleh in a hurry, ignoring the streets-people that need thier help. The box I was sleeping in had gotten soggy from fall's late thunderstorm with rain. And my grey bulu had gotten soaked, and dripped the dirty rain water. My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda eyes looked up at the city sky, glistening with sadness. But some hope that someone would help me. Anyone in fact. As long as I got out of this terrible life I am living.
I hated the rich, they always think "We got it harder than those hobos." No, just take a look out, we're all the same cruel-ness on the inside. Leaving innocent children in the streets, sick, hungry and without family.
My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda and black ears wrapped around me, giving myself a hug, of reassurance. Mom used to hug me the same way. I wish I could see her again. Her tender cinta and gentle care still lingers, but only faintly.
"Mom, if your out there atau watching over me, thank you." I spoke, letting my soft voice carry in the gentle winds of the big city.
As the cheery-ish sun rose to greet the world again, the cars zoomed oleh in a hurry, ignoring the streets-people that need thier help. The box I was sleeping in had gotten soggy from fall's late thunderstorm with rain. And my grey bulu had gotten soaked, and dripped the dirty rain water. My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda eyes looked up at the city sky, glistening with sadness. But some hope that someone would help me. Anyone in fact. As long as I got out of this terrible life I am living.
I hated the rich, they always think "We got it harder than those hobos." No, just take a look out, we're all the same cruel-ness on the inside. Leaving innocent children in the streets, sick, hungry and without family.
My pale berwarna merah muda, merah muda and black ears wrapped around me, giving myself a hug, of reassurance. Mom used to hug me the same way. I wish I could see her again. Her tender cinta and gentle care still lingers, but only faintly.
"Mom, if your out there atau watching over me, thank you." I spoke, letting my soft voice carry in the gentle winds of the big city.
Kuraga is a 14 tahun old Echidna who looks up to her 16 tahun old brother Knuckles.
They both have lived on malaikat Island all of their lives. Kuraga yawns as she helps watch over the Master Chaos Emerald. "Brother don't anda get bored watching the master Emerald?" The young female asked. "Nope." Knuckles mumbled.
Kuraga sighed. 'Oh you!' She thought.
"It's just another normal hari for us." Kuraga said.
The male echidna just chuckled. "Yeah it is sis." Knuckles replied.
They both smiled at each other as they trained their battling skills for a while.
They both have lived on malaikat Island all of their lives. Kuraga yawns as she helps watch over the Master Chaos Emerald. "Brother don't anda get bored watching the master Emerald?" The young female asked. "Nope." Knuckles mumbled.
Kuraga sighed. 'Oh you!' She thought.
"It's just another normal hari for us." Kuraga said.
The male echidna just chuckled. "Yeah it is sis." Knuckles replied.
They both smiled at each other as they trained their battling skills for a while.
