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[07 May 2005|04:58pm] |
Day 321
It hurts.
Seeing the kids get adopted by parents... it hurts so much. I wonder when our turn will come. I've had several oportunities, but no one will take Mokuba so alas, I refused to come. I believe that we will lead a happy life. If not, I'll make it happy.
I got in big trouble today because I went into their computer and messed with the records they had in there. If they make me mad enough I'll shut the whole thing down. With flair.
One day I'll have enough money to buid myself my own secret computer room. Yeah. That sounds good-- it'll be a super-secret base hidden underground where no one will be able to infiltrate it because they don't have my fingerprints or my eyes. The only way they'll be able to get in is to gun the door down.
Sounds neat.
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[29 Dec 2004|05:57pm] |
Day 192
Today was a lot of fun! ^_^ It snowed today! Lots of snow! Mokuba and I played outside today. The snow was up to my waist! We made a mini theme park and a secret fort out of snow. Two kids tried to smash it but I shoved snow down their backs. This made them madder and they stomped all over the mini theme park. I got really mad and we had a big fight.
Of course I got in trouble, but the kids were asking for it and getting in trouble is an everyday thing for me anyway. A whack with that giant paper fan and a ten-minute time out, big deal. What are they going to do? Flog me? ohhhh I'm SO scared...
Well I went back outside and to my surprise, the fort was still there. When I went inside Mokuba and Mitsuko was in there. What she was doing in there, I dont know. But we all had hot tea and it was very fun! ^_^
*yawn* I'm really tired and sore! oyasumi
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[26 Dec 2004|11:51pm] |
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Day 190
I haven't typed here in a while because I got caught messing with the computer. And boy, did I get punished. They can't keep me away from this thing though. I'm addicted. I've decided. Computers are my passion. When I grow up, I'm going to work with computers!
This was the first Christmas Mokuba and I celebrated without our parents. I guess I should be thankful we're alive at least. The orphanage was really nice; everyone here decorated the tree and we had this little thing called polyannas. I heard it was some American tradition, but whatever, it was fun. I didn't have money, none of us did, so we made things out of clay. My polyanna was Mitsuko and she's really shy. I didn't know her that well so it was hard to think of what to make for her. So I made her a kitten. It looked really bad becuase I'm really bad at these things. I guess she liked it. I didn't really pay attention. The person that had me made a cup. It came in really handy; Mokuba's crayons has a home. Some of the kids got adopted. I guess I was a bit jealous. Some people wanted to adopt me but they didn't want Mokuba. There's no way they can separate me and Mokuba. If Mokuba stays, I stay. But whatever, it's really fun in the orphanage.
For my 9th birthday everyone threw a party! It was Mokuba's idea ^_^. My little brother is the best. I never smiled so much since mum and dad took me to see the fireworks during New Year's.
...New Year's is coming up. Will we be able to wear eat lots of good food, see girls in yukatas, attend festivals near shrines, and watch fireworks?
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[13 Jun 2004|10:46pm] |
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Day 6
They took our money. They threw us in an orphanage far away from their place. When will I see them? Never.
I realized where our documents went. Into the fire. I am guessing they took the paperworks out of my bag while I was asleep. Then yesterday I smelled smoke and asked where it came from.. They said they raked the backyard this morning and are burning the leaves. Fallen leaves? It's not even autumn. I may be eight years old, but I am NOT stupid. I can tell when someone's lying to me when 1. they don't speak up 2. they make no eye contact 3. they are "busy" doing something. Like cleaning a clean table. Last night I overheard them talking to each other.
"Did you burn them?"
"I did; that kid's got no proof now."
"And the money?"
"Already transferred."
"Good.. we should stop talking about this; I'm not sure he's old enough to know about paperworks and smoney yet, but just in case, okay?"
Assholes. I pefectly know what you were talking about. The next day they gathered our bags, told us we were going on a vacation, and dumped us here.
I am so irresponsible. It's my fault the paperworks are gone. I should not have shown it to them. Now we are stuck in this place. Why did I trust them? Because they were our relatives? Because they were grown-ups? No one can be trusted anymore. Not grown-ups, not our leaders, not even my own family. Why are people like this? I am crying as I type, because we now live in a place unknown, and we are alone. All because I fucked eveything up. I don't care much for myself, but what about Mokuba? How will Mokuba cope with this? Today Mokuba got picked on because he was crying. And I didn't do anything because I didn't know what to do. He spent the rest of the day crying in his sleeping bed. All I could do was watch because i didn't know what to say.
I don't think he looks up to me as a brother anymore.
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[08 Jun 2004|10:25pm] |
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Day 2
Day two here and still we are neglected. I did not sleep last night; was too devastated because of otousan's death. I do not think this is good for a child my age. I will hopefully get over it eventually.
Today I took Mokuba to the park. He chased the ducklings and played on the swings... He was so carefree.. As if he did not know what was going on.
I wish I was more like him. He is always happy. But then again, he does not really know about the recent events. He still wonders why we have not gone home, and sometimes complains about it. He said he forgot his plushie on my bed.
I need to find dinner for the both of us. I would've withdrawn some money from the money our parents left us, but our paperworks are gone. I have no idea where it went. Where the hell is it?!
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[07 Jun 2004|11:29pm] |
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Because I am bored, I shall make this the diary of..... CHIBI SETO! I (Seto) am at my relative's house, typing on his computer at 330 AM. Since I am still aan eight-year-old, I really don't know how to hack into anything yet. Sorry guys, but I have had enough of the boredom. Plus, coincidently, my journal's background is appropriate for this matter. So. *grabs Time Magician and push-force the hands backwards while getting beaten by the staff at the same time* iitai... TIME MAGIC! (HA Time Magician, I win!)
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Day 1
Otousan is gone. Sent to another world through the parallel gates of a car crash. And now Mokuba and I are staying with relatives. I dont think they care about us at all. We were greeted huffly. We were never fed. I had to go out and buy instant udon for the both of us with the last of my piggy bank money. Now I have no pocket money. Good-bye, glass chess set. I am not too worried; I have a large amount of money left by my parents. Our bed is one flat futon in the room next to the kitchen.
What I am worried about is Mokuba. I don't know how he'll react when I tell him otousan is dead; he keeps asking me where he is. I don't kow how to answer him.. I never felt so insecure. I have always depended on otousan (okaasan passed away while giving birth to Mokuba) and now no one is there to teach me how to real cool things. I guess I'll teach myself, or perhaps our relatives could teach me if I ask...
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