Hello!!!

Nice that you stop by.

I have to tell you that this story has nothing to do with DB / DBZ.

I'm sorry if that's what you hoped.

But I would like to say that you can still take the time to read it.

Maybe you still like it.

^ - ^

I made up the story and my girlfriend painted a manga for it.

You might already know the story in manga form ....

BECAUSE WE ARE IN THE TALENT BOOK !!!

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* smile *



So have a read my dear ones ....



-PERFECTTION-



The school lies there abandoned ...

No noise, no noise ...

Everything learns or follows one's thoughts ...



> The school.

For some it is the first step towards a successful future, for others it is just a cage ....

For me it is a cage, no matter how many windows and doors it has.

I feel small and imperfect when I have to enter this huge building. << br />


"For some, school is happiness, for others, a curse that you can never get rid of." I said softly and look around the almost empty room. "My name is Shanna Anago. I am 17 years old. Up until now my life has only consisted of working for my future so that I can lead a decent life later. In a world without miracles there is a life without a lot of work and suffering not possible. "

I returned to the world of my thoughts.

The only world in which I can feel safe and not have to be careful about hurting someone with words.

> I admire the people who can still be happy despite this effort. I wish there was a world where miracles were commonplace and no one had to work for perfectionism. Dear God, let a miracle happen. Let me be perfect << br />
My expression breaks with my pencil and brings me back to reality.

I concentrate on the arithmetic problems again.

"Well ..." I sigh. "This task is simply not to be cracked."

My gaze wanders to the sky ....

To the beautiful sun .....

The blue sky ...

"Why do I have to rewrite this stupid work?" I say yawning. "I'm really just unlucky ...."

I look to the side and see the beautiful cherry tree that grows next to the classroom.

It is in full bloom.

> Petals .... << br />
I watch how the petals are gently carried through the air by the light wind and float gently and gently towards the ground.

> I wish my life was that easy too. << br />
My name is called quietly over and over again ....

"ANAGOOOOO !!" my teacher calls right in my ear.

"Your time is up. Please give me your work." she said, as always, in an amiable manner.

"H ... here." I said intimidated and give her my job



... Paradise rises from the future ...

... Life does the same in a different way ...

... Curains swept up by a gentle breeze ...



I am walking the streets on my way home listening to my favorite song on the Workman.



... Outshinning sorrow ...

... is embracing me ...

... We don´t want to live ...



I am slowly strolling through the deserted city park ....



... in doubt anymore ....

... like the ...

... ´Perfect World´ ...

... Angels will let your wishes come true ....

... Shalalalala ....



> Wow that song is beautiful!
Suddenly there was silence ....

Terrible silence ....

I furiously pull the earplugs out of my ears and furiously shake the Workman.

"WHAT'S THIS STUPID BATTERY EMPTY AGAIN?" I scream angrily.

Sighing, I shake my head and let the Workman sink.

"Today is really not my day. Everything either goes wrong, broken or empty ..." I say with a sigh and look up at the sky.

Something is floating in the air there.

I catch it in amazement.

> Hm? Feathers?
My gaze wanders back to the sky and there I see him.

He is standing on a power pole and looking down at the earth.

> An angel ...? <

I run to him quickly ...

"Hey you up there !!! Are you an angel? Please! Say, are you an angel?" I scream up to him almost pleadingly.

He turns slowly to face me.

The word 'angel' still sounds in the air.

"Are you an angel?" I scream pleadingly upstairs again. "Can you grant me a wish? Please ...

He looks at me for a long time.

> A human?he asks himself. > How can she see me? << br />


We both sat on a slope over the sea and looked down ...

"Wow! I'm sitting next to a real angel!" I say happily. "What's your name anyway?"

"You couldn't pronounce my name in your own language." he just says and continues to look at the sea.

"So complicated?" asked him in surprise and looked at the sea again. "Well mine is very simple. My name is Shanna Anago."

"Nice name."

"Thank you!"

"Tell Shanna, what did you mean by fulfilling a wish earlier?" he asks me quietly and in a calm voice and looks at me.

"Oh you know. I want nothing more than to be perfect." I said softly and look up at the sky so as not to blush if I look at him. "I'm afraid of failure later. It doesn't happen to perfect people. Sounds childish, I know. But it's my dearest wish."

He watched me closely, as if he didn't see girls like me often, and listened quietly to me.

"So ... can you grant me a wish now?" I said and look at him with a grin. "Or maybe three?"

"I ... I'm not a Jeannie.! He stutters.

"Sorry. Should just be a joke." I said with a giggle and calm down quickly and get sad.

I sigh softly and say softly. "Nothing and no one can make a wish come true for me."

"Yes ... one ..." he says cautiously.

I look at him in surprise.

"I can fulfill one of my dearest ones for you. I will never get it fulfilled myself, but I can pass it on to others. Still ... I don't know if ..." he stops and looks at me carefully. "..you would be happy with this fulfillment."

I also look at him carefully.

He whispered softly. "Shanna."

I smiled broadly at him.

"An angel's wish, what could be nicer for a person than to have an angel's wish fulfilled?" ask him with a gentle smile."Please ... do it for me."

We kissed tenderly.



So he granted me his wish.

I knew it wouldn't be what a person wanted, but I accepted it anyway.

I blindly pursued the urge for the ´perfect´, without being able to correspond to these ideals of the people.

Like a butterfly with broken wings will never fly again.



"MARI! WAIT !!" a boy yelled after his girlfriend. “That wasn't a joke!”

"Hisaki, I don't believe you a word!" said Mari and continued walking through the city park. "Leave me alone !!"

Shanna's school bag was abandoned

on the way.

"Why do not you believe Me?" he asked calmly.

"Because you're always lying and making fun of me, Hisaki," she said subtly.

"Believe me." he said tears in my eyes.

"Unfortunately I can't hear you." she said and covered her ears ...
... and stumbled over Shanna's school bag.

"Damn what was that?" she asked, rubbing her head.

Her gaze fell directly on Shanna's lifeless body.

"My God!" she screamed in surprise. "There is a girl lying there! Hisaki! She is very pale and does not move!"

She started crying and Hisaki hugged her tenderly.

"Hisaki, help her! Please, feel her pulse ..." she said softly.

He nodded and went to her.

After a while he backed away.

"Mari, you ..." he stuttered. "She's no longer breathing. Call an ambulance! Hurry!"



It was already too late.

The desire of the demon, whom I took to be an angel, was redemption.

Demons cannot die and suffer forever.

Death was his idea of ​​the perfection he gave me.



Maybe I wanted it that way, maybe by fulfilling his wish for me, I wanted to relieve him of some of his suffering and make him feel like he had a wonderful wish.



I am even grateful to him for it.

I've learned that perfection has nothing to do with other people's ideas of ideals.



For some people, perfection means wealth or beauty, for the demon it was death.



No one will ever be able to tell us what perfect meant for each individual, or how best to become perfect.



Only when we live our own perfection ...

Can you really make yourself and others HAPPY?



-End-