"Don’t go." (shadowofthetruenaoto)
That…voice…it was…myself? During these unfortunate events, it seems her deduction in regards to people being shown on the TV were kidnapped was correct. Although the expectation certainly brought the sleuth to question herself a bit. A crying version of herself was crying out those words into not leaving. But why…what other reason would there to be here…
"It’s useless to remain here beside you. I’ve just about had it to hear with your childish antics." So this was the thing known as a Shadow…it nearly pained her to see a side that she never wished to acknowledge. Why else is there to behave someone who you truly are when others will eventually…cast you away…I…Everyone leaves eventually and that is the painful truth. Somehow the sleuth didn’t wish to acknowledge that side which she holds shame into. Although why is this fabrication emitting the same sentiments she harbored on the inside? Honestly…she had no confirmed knowledge as to why it carried the same face as her, claiming it was her. That…isn’t who I am…how could I ever be this child…I am not a child…I am…Turning her back to the crying Shadow, the sleuth peeked for a moment to notice it crying out for her to not leave. It was pointless to continue any conversation here. It kept crying helplessly, almost afraid of being alone.
I am. . .afraid of being left alone. . . They left me alone. . .that day. . .
Right on the mark…it was crying out, the same as I do…but why…who is this person…"You say these things that are completely false, all the while carrying my face. But the difference between you and me is…I am not a child. I don’t weep as you do. I apologize but there are other things I need to take care of. I’ve wasted enough time as it is." With a sigh, the sleuth was heading for the exit and yet the Shadow continued to cry out for her to not leave. For whatever reason, there was a strong hesitation that prevented her from taking another step. But why? All these conflicted emotions were turning into a heavy guilt. It almost seemed as if she was running away from herself. Could that be a possibility to take? No…I…I am not…this isn’t who I am…Much denial was wavering within the sleuth’s mind. She couldn’t acknowledge this Shadow to ever be who it claimed to be. There went a few more cries as if it were a broken record. Those words…the last time she heard those words were…when she spoke them herself. On that day…when she…lost them…
"Noo! DON’T GO! Don’t…go…don’t leave me alone…mommy…daddy… .COME BACK! DON’T GO! I don’t want to be alone! Mommy…Daddy…no…’ The smell of smoke along with the sounds of the ambulance were surrounding the area…
A silence was made as she turned back to the Shadow. The sleuth felt a sharp pain occurring as she remembered that horrible memory. “That’s why…I…I was…left alone…” Going over to the Shadow, there was a need to suddenly embrace her as she began to shed a few tears herself. “I…I won’t leave…if that is what you desire…”
