The past

27 2 4
                                    

My brother Mata and i. we were always together.. never fought.. never got mad at each other ... we were close....but that's what made our parents worried. They were worried that we wouldn't want to ever leave each other to get married or start our own families. They thought that it would be best to separate us...but that caused more problems than we wished for.... While they were trying to separate us we were also being targeted...for what?.... I still don't know... And the sad part??... that was 100 years ago

  I and my brother were six, running around in the big garden behind our home. The Sakura trees blowing in the calm, soothing wind, sending the beautiful flower petals soaring in the air till they slowed to a stop on the ground as if sleeping. Mata, my younger twin brother, and I always loved the wonderful Sakura trees. They seemed to calm us even on our worst days. 

  "Mati~!!" My brother called.

"what Mata?! can you not keep up??" I called back giggling

He laughed.

"No, it's close to dinner Mati and I'm hungry. Let's go back home!" My brother started running back home.

"Mata~~!! wait up!!"

"No way!"

 That was the last day we got with our parents.. and we weren't even with them..before they were killed....

Sakura dē [Rewritten]Where stories live. Discover now