HEERO
YUI
WRITING
WORKSHOP, L1
Written
for Ms. Lewkowski’s 12th grade Writing Class
As
of the birth of her latest project, hard times were now upon her. Decisions…. Speeches…. All these things began to take their
toll on her. It didn’t help to
find the one she had [unexpectedly] come to love had left her.
She
never even got to say goodbye….
She knew why he had
left, however…or rather, though she knew why:
the “Perfect Soldier” couldn’t possibly feel, or afford to feel, such
emotions. She figured he would
never love her back.
But
he never told her. In fact, he
wasn’t even sure himself. After
all, he had started out trying to kill her!
Talk about irony…. Yet,
for some reason, she had stared down the barrel of his gun more times than even
he could recollect, and still survived. In
fact, as time went on, it became harder and harder for him to pull the trigger. There was just something about her that
stopped him each time…the look in her eyes, perhaps? Every
time she looked at him like that, he would freeze. Her determination was just so strong, as well as her heart.
After all, her heart somehow found him.
Each time, something inside him seemed to spark
and he, too, began to feel something towards her…just as she did for him. Over time, this…feeling…grew. She stopped following him around, and
he no longer found himself pointing his weapon at her. Rather, he was pointing weapons away from her. He became her protector…her guardian…her closest friend. They subconsciously grew
closer and closer with each encounter. In
heart, spirit, and mind.
Mind especially; at
some point, they began to ‘read’ each other; know what the other was thinking,
feeling, etc. They seemed to
almost link in that sense. Words
were soon not needed to communicate…each could ‘feel’ the other’s heart.
But that didn’t help
her know. She had lost contact
after he left; where he was now was unknown.
Before, her heart always seemed to sense his presence, but now….
Nothing.
It wasn’t her fault. He had to leave. After
all, there was no place for him in a world of peace. He was a soldier. Trained
from birth to do nothing but fight. He
never expected to live through to see the outcome…peace.
But he found he just couldn’t leave. Sure, there was no place for him in a peaceful world, but
there was no place for him anywhere else, either.
After a long, hard decision, he joined the
Preventers’ S.U. (Special Unit). There,
he was put in charge of guarding her.
Though it pained him to not be able to talk to her, he was able to watch
her from afar, keep her from harm. He
became her shadow.
She never saw him.
He was rather good at hiding himself from her. It was what he had always trained for, after all. He watched her at every speech…every meeting…every moment
she was out in public. Each time,
he felt that little pang in his heart he never knew of until he had met her.
He loved her. One who had been stripped
of all emotions at a young age…somehow, had found them again because of her. Each time he was to watch over her,
those emotions surfaced until it became almost unbearable. He learned to deal. He had to. For
her.
So each day passes with him watching over her,
protecting her, but her never knowing. It
was better this way.
Over time, he took up
school. It’s not that he really
needed to, it’s that he needed something to occupy his life when he wasn’t
needed. His life became somewhat
normal. He had a life now. He had a home.
He had a purpose. Maybe,
just maybe, one day…he would have her.
On the other side of the invisible barrier he
had placed, she though the same thing. Maybe,
just maybe, one day he would come back. Sure,
many guys had asked her out, but not once did she accept.
Her heart was already taken, whether he knew it or not. Just as he knew she had stolen his heart long ago…she knew
she would always have a place for him, whether physically or spiritually, in
her heart.
Perhaps their mysterious mental link was not
broken after all. They
both had the same wish…the same prayer.
In their hearts, they both wished to be together.
Perhaps one day, this wish will come true.
As with so many other things, it’s all a matter of the heart
THE END
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