Translation
Fanfic: Das letzte Blütenblatt
Chapter: The last petal
The last petal
`It had been raining for days now. But that was fine. Because I just couldn't and didn't want to go out. The weather adapted to my mood.
Everyone tried to cheer me up. But unsuccessful. You weren't there, you let me down.
But why?
I love you
You always managed to cheer me up and make me laugh. '
Tears ran down the girl's face. But she didn't wipe them away. Her eyes had lost all shine. They had become dull and expressionless.
The raindrops kept knocking on her window.
There were flowers on her desk. Red roses. Almost all of them were withered. One last bloomed. Docj she too had only a few petals left.
Kari slowly closed her eyes. All that was ran past her. His smile, his face, his voice.
The tears dripped onto her arm. The girl opened her eyes again. Kari got up and went out. She turned one last time.The last rose. The last petal. Then she left.
The streets were empty. Their way led them to a stone. A tombstone. It was wet but the writing was easy to read.
The brown-haired girl carefully knelt in front of it. Tears welled up in her again. She gently ran her hand over the smooth stone.
"Takeru ..." Kari whispered, barely audible.
Her clothes were already soaked through. The hair was hanging down heavily. Slowly she got up again. Kari grabbed her neck. At that time he had given her a necklace. It was light blue and there was a little picture inside.
She carefully removed the chain and ran her finger over it again. There are so many memories on it. Then she carefully hung it halfway around the stone.
Kari went to the beach. There was a cliff that she stood on. From there you could see the entire sea which was beating incessantly on the stones.
She looked back at the city one last time.´Please don’t forget me! ´
With a smile on her face, she jumped into the raging waters.
At the same moment the last petal fell to the ground.
Now both were united and nothing could ever separate them again.
Well, I wrote that late at night. It's not special, but I still hope someone will like it.
I personally don't like takari. But this story is for everyone who already likes it.
Thank you for reading.
written by Mju
`It had been raining for days now. But that was fine. Because I just couldn't and didn't want to go out. The weather adapted to my mood.
Everyone tried to cheer me up. But unsuccessful. You weren't there, you let me down.
But why?
I love you
You always managed to cheer me up and make me laugh. '
Tears ran down the girl's face. But she didn't wipe them away. Her eyes had lost all shine. They had become dull and expressionless.
The raindrops kept knocking on her window.
There were flowers on her desk. Red roses. Almost all of them were withered. One last bloomed. Docj she too had only a few petals left.
Kari slowly closed her eyes. All that was ran past her. His smile, his face, his voice.
The tears dripped onto her arm. The girl opened her eyes again. Kari got up and went out. She turned one last time.The last rose. The last petal. Then she left.
The streets were empty. Their way led them to a stone. A tombstone. It was wet but the writing was easy to read.
The brown-haired girl carefully knelt in front of it. Tears welled up in her again. She gently ran her hand over the smooth stone.
"Takeru ..." Kari whispered, barely audible.
Her clothes were already soaked through. The hair was hanging down heavily. Slowly she got up again. Kari grabbed her neck. At that time he had given her a necklace. It was light blue and there was a little picture inside.
She carefully removed the chain and ran her finger over it again. There are so many memories on it. Then she carefully hung it halfway around the stone.
Kari went to the beach. There was a cliff that she stood on. From there you could see the entire sea which was beating incessantly on the stones.
She looked back at the city one last time.´Please don’t forget me! ´
With a smile on her face, she jumped into the raging waters.
At the same moment the last petal fell to the ground.
Now both were united and nothing could ever separate them again.
Well, I wrote that late at night. It's not special, but I still hope someone will like it.
I personally don't like takari. But this story is for everyone who already likes it.
Thank you for reading.
written by Mju