I still have those nightmares. Even though it’s been over two years since the last incident happened. It’s always the same. The fire, than the fight. The only difference is how old I am. Sometimes I’m the age of the fire, sometimes of the fight, sometimes both, and sometimes…I just watch.
The series of events that come are just like when they actually happened.
Elementary was when the fire happened. 3rd year there. My group was in with the counselor. We all loved her. She was fun and always seemed to have fun with us all. A girl ran into the room screaming frantically. She said there was an explosion down the a couple houses down from the school. We ran outside and automatically were engulfed in thick smoke. It hurt. It burned my eyes and I couldn’t see far ahead or breathe, ren-kun had to take my hand and lead me for fear I would fall and get trampled by our screaming schoolmates and teachers, although after a while we got pulled apart and lost each other, and since I had no idea where we were supposed to go, and was on the 2nd floor I got lost easily. The smoke got thicker as I ran around the slowly emptying corridors, and I felt I was suffocating. Ren-kun found me then and shoved me out the window where a firefighter was waiting to catch me, and he tumbed after.

That’s where the first part leaves off. Watching as he falls after me as I feel the firefighters arms around me hand me to another, screams everywhere. And where the second part begins.
We, Ren-kun, Blake, shiro and I, were outside our junior high school. It was our last year there and we were exited, this was going to be the best year ever! Shiro pointed out a car as it came speeding in, making a joke that I didn’t hear. I was to busy wondering how said car got in. I didn’t remember seeing that car before, and for our private school, only parents cars were allowed in. I was able to push it from my mind soon enough and I continued to mess around and talk with the boys. About five minutes later a man came up to us and asked us Akihabara, Akihabara. When we didn’t answer he moved on. We watched as we walked up the slope and along the school past other students, sometimes stopping to, we assumed, ask the same thing. Shiro joked that he was probably either looking for a dealer or looking to sell. After a while he came back again, and kept asking the same thing, Akihabara, to each of us in turn. When he turned to me and wouldn’t stop asking me, ren-kun got mad at him and slid over to be in between me and the man.
“yes. Akihabara” he answered angrily. If only I had said no.
The man grabbed Ren-kun by the front of his neheru and threw him down only to pick him up and hit him in the face and into the side of a car, all the while shouting “f***Akihabara!” pver and over. Shiro stood up and jumped on the man to get him away from Ren-kun while blake stayed with me and tried to calm me down and stop me from jumping in as well. So I had to watch as the man beat up two of my closest friends as another shook from the stain of not helping as he help me back and tried to shield my view. After what seemed like forever of screaming myself hoarse and crying my eyes red and watching them get slammed into cars and kicked in the ribs the man finally was content. He walked over to Blake and I, and looked at me. He offered his hand and said “shake my hand” when I shook my head no he started begging me to, not allowing Blake to get between me and him. He finally decided to leave and walked down the drive way the way he had came, givng one last kick to Ren-kun as he tried to get up. I just collapsed crying, from fear or relief I don’t know. The teachers came and took us to the office, the boys to the nurse and asked us what happened. We were there two hours before they decided that we could go home but we would talk to the physiatrist tomorrow. As we left, it gets in slow motion. Several people had stuck around, and as we left the office cleared a path for us. As exited the school we saw the man getting shoved into a police car. When he looks up and I swear he’s looking at me, I am finally allowed to wake up. It happens the same over and over, as if I am not allowed to forget those terrible days. And every time I wake up I just cry in fear that they would happen again…only the next time, the endings won’t be as nice