Ryu

There were many things I was unsure of. But one thing was certain, Upsetting her was not a good idea.

Ryu was 15. She lived with her parents and had friends who she would spend most of her time with.

She had a dream. To fly away form the town she was living in and make her parents proud. She wanted to fly planes. Or at least be in one. Working. Part of the crew. It gave her excitement to imagine one day she will part of the skies.

She would proudly tell her friends about her ambitions, and they would listen in awe. Ryu and her fiends would spend nights out together, sometimes past their curfew. This would worry their parents and naturally they would report their child's absence to the police.

Ryu and her friends agreed that if they ever see lights of hear sirens they would separate, and run as if their lives depended on it. Save yourself.

True enough, one night, lights appeared. Ryu ran towards the forest and didn't stop. She kept running and running. She must have fallen asleep there in the forest as she woke up among the leaves and grass.

Ryu headed back to her town. She was lost. She couldn't find it. It was gone. Ryu searched but failed. All that was left was just gravel and soil.

It was a bomb. Voices echoed in her head. No one survived. I'm so sorry.

Ryu is now all grown up. With an ambition to become a pilot. She lives with her aunt.

For some reason in her mind, she is still 15 and will forever be. Her parents are still by her side. Her friends, still carefree and there to play with her.

Her aunt told me this, while I stared at Ryu.

It was too weird for me to handle. So I ditched them.