It still did not feel right. On top of that, the only person she would want to see was Hikaru. There was so much she had to tell him. So much she was trying to unfold to her older brother, but never had the strength to or felt like she would be a disgrace. Lying on the ground, she looked at the clear winter sky. She wore just a gray jacket with blue jeans and converse. Not so formal attire. The one thing anyone could know its her was by her six crimson kitsune tails and ears or by her bright crimson hair. She slowly closed her eyes and started fall asleep with her journal wide open. A few loose letters that were written to her brother were stacks inside. They stuck out since they were bigger than the small, leather bounded journal itself. A gust of wind caused the journal open and the letters flew unnoticed by LeeAnn. They lied on the sidewalk nearby where LeeAnn was sleeping.
- Letter to Hikaru:
- Dear Hikaru
September 20th
Tell me...tell me how writing a stupid letter that I will never send you suppose to help me? Dad sometimes does not make sense. He told me to find a hobby while I am sitting here in the hospital, waiting to be seen. My body is acting wonky, which is nothing out of the ordinary with me since I have the weird Parasite illness. Most people don’t know about it, other than dad.
I never got around to tell you, didn’t I? Guess I was too ashamed to admit it to you. Heh! I am so pathetic. Look at me, I put shame and taint the Nakamura name when I mention this. Please, don’t look at me any differently, Hikaru. I need you right now. Things are...shit….they really are at the moment.
I am sure you have always been curious why I drink so much alcohol and never feel any effects. Or, how this stupid mark appeared on my face with the mixed match eyes? Well, I have what is called “The Wendigo Curse’ or better known as, “The Parasitic Plague”. I was given this curse after being kidnapped by a dark cult along with mother for revenge on her. They performed religious sacrifices and to ‘repent my sins’. It was not any god I have ever heard of before, so it’s not any sort of common religion. I was tortured, abused, and anything else you can think of, it happened. During one of their ceremonies, they placed this unknown curse on me. It was super painful!
It still is! This curse caused me to eat humans. As much as I refused to, it caused my abdomen to hurt in agony. My body will attack itself if it does not get a piece of human flesh. Dad worked something out with the local hospitals to get the severed limbs of humans to get me by. Again, I refused to eat it. Hans would have to shove it down my throat while I was being restrained. Luckily, that is not the case anymore. I found a way around it by eat pig meat, instead.
There’s even more! Of course, everyday my body continues to go through so much pain sometimes I even faint. I can ONLY drink alcohol. It may seem like some miracle to you, but it’s not for me. I want to forget everything that has happened and I cannot get drunk yet even eat certain foods. Otherwise, my body would attack itself.
So that is the whole story. I don’t know what else to say...other than I am sorry…
Sincerely,
Your little sister, LeeAnn
Tail 7: 22/100
Event: 8/30