Simple thoughts

I know you've hurt me a couple of times but you are my man and I love you no matter what even if you forget me

Busy.. BUsy... BUSy.... BUSY week

It's almost Christmas and everyone in town is busy preparing their presents and feast for Christmas...
Well, not for us... we do not have any decorations and the holiday spirit... Our religion doesn't celebrate Christmas because we do not believe that Christ was born in this time of year (P.S. To other religions please don't misunderstand)
Still.. we are preparing for my fathers and cousin's birthday because they were both born on December 21 and we decided to celebrate both birthdays.. But my father was against it... He doesn't like sharing it with another person... He isn't home this time because he is on another country working and he isn't going to be home until next year so, the idea of celebrating his birthday with him not around is a hurtful think for him or I think so.

My father always has a temper My mother was like under his control because he doesn't like someone go against his wishes. He was always strict and kinda manipulative.. Because he is always not around the house, he thinks me and brother are still kids that we couldn't do anything right. I still remember my older brother when he was still young, my father would tie him outside because he was home late and sometimes to the point he would not let my brother inside the house. Meanwhile, I on the other hand, didn't experience much torturing from him.. But i do remember when I ride a bicycle when I was 6 years old he shouted at me and chain me to the chair, and forbid me to eat supper ( I know it's kinda extreme but he is a discipliner kind of guy)

I used to hear stories from my mom that my dad was once an activist and was always running for his life when it was martial law here in Philippines.. He hid in the mountains and let his hair and beard grow so that no one will  recognize him.. He is the kind of person who uses force to solve things maybe that's the reason he handle his family this way. Now that I grow up he is still very strict and doesn't let me got to the pool with my friend,even my brother even though his 21 years old. Since I got depressed, he is learning to control his temper but his manipulative in nature is still there but my mom lecture him sometimes which is funny because she never do that before. Still, I'm kinda thankful that my father is like that because I am not like other teenagers who drinks, smokes, taking drugs and partying late at night without parents permission... When I go out, I always say to my parents where I'm going and who I am with.. I never drink nor smoke.. I always finish my homework before watching TV or using the internet., I'm happy this way.. My father just need a little adjustment now that we are all grown up.. Maybe that's why he always strict on us because he is afraid that we may not need him anymore..

Please be more kind to your parents.. they are just scared that they are not needed anymore when we make decisions on our own... Try making them understand that we need them as PARENTS not PARENTAL GUIDANCE...


Busy preparing for my the birthday's.. Hope my father understands.


TO ALL WHO CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS:

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ALL AND YOU HAVE A JOYOUS HOLIDAY

Life Lessons from Lovebirds

1. If you spend too much time looking in the mirror, it's easy to lose your balance.

2. Always keep a pleasant look on your face, even if your cage needs cleaning.

3. If your mate wants to share your perch with you, move over.

4. The real treats in life usually come only after you've cracked a few hulls.

5. It takes two to snuggle.

6. Sometimes your mate can see mites you didn't even know you had.

7. Singing draws more attention than squawking.

8. It is only when your feathers get ruffled that your true colors really show.

9. Too many toys can be distracting

10. When you have love in your heart, everyone around you will find joy in your presence.

This is beloved pet cat.. It ran away last week but it came come.. I'm so happy... I thought it died and cried so much but it was alive and kicking... It just become thin but I hugged it when it came home.. I thought I was dreaming... I cried because of the joyous feeling I felt

DeEp SeCretS

I have a big PROBLEM in hand... I didn't like this one bit.. I have been crying for months because of this... I just can't stop thinking about it that it caused insomnia and every time I see and advertise or any TV shows related to my problem.. I just got scared.. I want to ask help for my friends and family but I just can't... I don't want to burden anymore.. I stop going outside my house.. I sulk inside my room and imagine myself that it's going to be just alright..

When facing my own problems I just want to do it myself.. I don't seek help to other people and now, a problem so big makes me want to cry in my mother's arm and tell her everything. I'm always busy type of person.. I just don't want to sit and do nothing, (not unless my favorite shows are on) I always find ways to do something or I just scream to the top of my lungs... but.. sometimes I just want somebody to hold me... As always, I am afraid to do that because I think I will let my guard down... I didn't do that to my boyfriend.. I don't cry in front of him and I certainly don't want to cry in somebody else's arms... I just wish the world would stop once in a while.

Nonsense Thoughts..

I really like writing stories and greatly fascinated by the story of twins... I have two stories which have twins in it but not a mystery story.. I want to do a twisted plot with a "ahhh" at the end... I like to play the creepy person but happy2x at the same time (I know I'm confusing..)

Once I lost my will to write because I lost my notebook which contains a horror story and a novel like story (It is a novel to my standard).. It was my greatest work ever and if I was an artist, I would call it masterpiece... Even the people who have read it and they said it was their favorite....It contains 10 chapters and each chapter contain 5 pages... And it was gone..

My classmate borrowed my notebook and she just lost it.. My handwork for months was just lost by her hands.. I thought to myself that I will never ever write again... No more plot thinking or whatever... For 1 year I never dared to write a single story but while I was cleaning my room, I found my draft of that story and that gave me hope... I don't care some parts were missing and there were many wrong grammar everywhere but I really don't mind... I really want to rewrite it again... Too bad though my first horror story was gone for good because I have no draft.. But the passion to write again came to life inside of me..

I really learned a lesson to keep my drafts and gave my prized possessions to people that can be trusted..
and now, I started to have a blog...

--My stories
http://bloggishangel.blogspot.com/

The CHANGED of My Life

I was so hurt after losing my first love.. I got depressed and never went to school even though I already went to another school; and I stop talking to my friends and I lock myself inside my room... But that never stop them.. Having depression is like liquidate for my friends... I realized who where my true friends and who were just all talk... They never surrendered in helping me and even held a prayer at my home for my sake... They always invite me to events in my school ( they even went to my house just to say that even though they can just text me).. In my new school, I only had 2 friends which I can really really trust ( I had one friend who is trying so hard to get close to me and steal my stuff and all people on that school hate her personality and I can see why).. My boyfriend now is the third person I trust (he was not my boyfriend at that time he was just my "special friend")..
My life those years was like living hell... I learn the true colors of my parents and it ain't a pretty one... My mom she likes everything her way... My father who always tell what should be my decisions in life..... So in my 16 years of life I was like a doll to them... I sense that they all favor my older brother because he got brains and personality while I.. tried so hard to please them... always disappoint them.. My past love help me get out of my shell and learn to speak for myself... I know my parents wants the best for me but there are things that I have to decide on..
In those times, I tried to cut my wrist five times... I can't sleep at night.. I always cry myself to sleep... My boyfriend court me and I said no because I was still heartbroken but he insisted and he doesn't care if I still love the other guy.. I ask him if it was okay and he nodded.. It was hard for the both of us because I was still searching for that guy even though my boyfriend was at my side... I know that was hard for him too... I said to myself that I was horrible but he still love me any way.. In time, I grew to love my boyfriend.... But i wasn't so sure about my feelings so for one last time I went to my old school and find answers whether I still love him so much or my feelings changed??
I saw him at their prom (my best friend beg me to come to help her dance with her crush because I was close to him) and there he was.. I was shock because I thought my feeling would be like "I want to hug him" but it was not... Actually, the whole night I searched for my boyfriend and how I wish to dance with him that night..

--This was 2 years ago.. I am now happy with my bf (yes, He is still my bf) and I' happy with my friends and family even though my the scars left because of my depression is still there, I am pretty happy with my life now than before..--

--My past love?? I didn't regret meeting him because he taught me so much... Because of him.. I knew who were my true friends and I learn to speak for myself and because of him.. I have a good relationship in my family than before and I came out of my shell ( I used to shy and almost never talks.. Now, I'm very outspoken and make my friends laugh of my antics).. Because of him, I see the value of the people around me and how it would feel they disappeared form my life.. Because of him, I have a boyfriend who I love and Loves me very much and because of him.. I learn to love my life.. So wherever you are.. Thank u..--

Jigoko shoujo

Most episodes are self-contained short stories in which the series narrates the suffering of a different individual caused by one or more antagonists. In general during each arc, the protagonists' dramas are explained in detail from the start of their grudges, through the escalation of their torment until it becomes unbearable and they resort to accessing the Hell Correspondence website. Although in general, the client gives the antagonist a chance, he or she usually ends up pulling the string on his or her doll and sending the antagonist to hell. Once they have pulled the string, before taking the antagonist to hell, Ai Enma punishes the person for his or her sins with the help of her companions.

In the first season, the story soon follows a journalist named Shibata Hajime, a former blackmailer, and his daughter Tsugumi who shares a strange connection with the Hell Girl as they investigate the truth behind the Hell Girl. In the second season, a mysterious young girl from Hell, named Kikuri who is able to travel freely between Earth and the Twilight realm where Ai resides, is introduced. Later, the plot centers around Takuma Kurebayashi, a boy who is blamed by his townsfolk for causing disappearances around the town that are in reality caused by the townsfolk using the Hell Correspondence. In the third season, some time after Ai's death, Kikuri returns to recruit Ai's assistants along with a yōkai named Yamawaro, who accepts an old offer from Ai to become her fourth assistant. The story follows Ai's mysterious revival from death and subsequent inhabitation of the body of a young schoolgirl, Yuzuki Mikage.

Hell Correspondence

The medium through which a client contacts Ai Enma has changed over the centuries. Initially clients would write the names of whom they hated on an ema, which later changed to sending a letter to the address appearing in a three-column newspaper advertisement only visible to those with enough hatred. Once the internet became available, people could access the Hell Correspondence website, otherwise known as the "Hotline to Hell". Soon after, the site was adapted into a mobile version that could be accessed from cell phones.

Each medium can only be used at midnight by one who harbors a desire for revenge against their object of hatred. Should someone submit the name of someone against whom they bear a grudge or immense hatred, and their request is accepted, Ai Enma will take them to a realm of perpetual twilight where she offers them a straw doll, one of her companions, with a red string wound around its neck and describe to the client the details of their contract; should the client pull the string tied around the doll's neck, she will ferry the target of the revenge straightaway to Hell. However, once the client's life has ended, he or she, too, will go to Hell, and a black crest-shaped mark appears on the client's chest to serve as a permanent reminder of this and their decision to send someone to Hell. However, this mark is no guarantee that the person themselves won't be sent to hell by another client.

Main Characters

Ai Enma (閻魔 あい Enma Ai^?)

The main protagonist of the series, who is arguably an anti-heroine as well. With long, straight black layered hair with a fringe, ruby-red eyes and pale skin, she is a spiritual entity with a tragic past, who lives in a place frozen in time as it basks in eternal sunset, along with her grandmother. There are 3 dolls visible near the computer, which are her companions. With an old computer inside their house, Ai is able to receive the names of the clients who have used the website, and delivers their revenge. She normally wears a black sailor uniform, but always wears a black kimono with floral designs when delivering the vengeance of a client. Whenever a contract is fulfilled, after the targeted person suffers the hellish hallucinations which exploit their flaws and crimes, she appears to the condemned and recites the following rite, before rowing them to eternal damnation:

Yami ni madoishi awarena kage yo (闇に惑いし哀れ な影よ^?, "Oh,pitiful shadow cloaked in darkness")

Hito o kizutsuke otoshimete (人を傷つけ貶め て^?, "Thy actions cause men pain and suffering")

Tsumi ni oboreshi gō no tama (罪に溺れし業の 魂^?, " Thy soul drowns in thy sins")

Ippen... shindemiru? (一遍... 死んで見る？^?, "How would you like to see what death is like?")

Ai started her career as the Hell Girl by her own act of vengeance on the villagers who sentenced her to a sacrificial death as part of their village's tradition. Her eyes, once a deep brown, turned red arguably at the point where Sentarou (her childhood friend and cousin who gave in under the villagers' pressure to bury her alive) gave the first shovel of soil onto her face. She broke out of her grave after a while, and took revenge on the entire village with her wrath, burning it to the ground. Her task of fulfilling other people's vengeance and ferrying people to Hell is her punishment, a task which she had performed for 400 years after that incident. A Spider, which is later revealed to be the God of Hell, gave her new life again and made a pact with her; in exchange for her immortal form, she cannot enter Hell and must remain on the shores of Hell, acting as the deliverer of people's hatred and vengeance. In order to serve these tasks, The God of Hell demanded that Ai forget her own hatred, numbing herself to the sufferings of others and becoming a mere observer of any happenings. If she hadn't this punishment, the souls of her beloved ones would have to wander in Hell forever. Having no other choice, Ai agreed with the God of Hell and became the Hell Girl.

Although this task is presented as atonement, it is unknown whether she will ever be freed of it. Wanyūdō noted she still had feelings, though, although she did not express them strongly, and it was later revealed that Ai had been ordered to close her heart by the Spider. But the experiences she has with the Shibatas made Ai express anger towards them. When enraged, Ai demonstrates the ability to hurl great blasts of energy, as well as the power to create elaborate illusions and teleport. She also has the ability to show someone the future of a grudge, as she showed Yuzuki in Episode 16 of Mitsuganae. Though, this ability may be limited to some degree, as Ai was unable to predict her confrontation with the Hell Boy, Gill du Ronfell.

In the second season, Ai becomes more expressive and shows more emotions, being more willing to interact with her "clients" and victims. She even puts up a "V for Victory" sign in front of her target by way of mocking him as he is dragged to his doom. She had also been seen reading from a fashion magazine while her compatriots watch over their client, and had showed concern towards a mother who willingly ended her life so that her daughter doesn't have to send her to Hell. As she witnesses Takuma Kurebayashi's disheartening persecution, Ai recollects her emotions pertaining to her own wrongful persecution and she defies her 'employer', the God of Hell, and becomes restored to human life, and killed shortly thereafter, when saving Takuma from his tormentors. After Ai's self-sacrifice, her body dissolves into sakura petals and drifts into the sky.

In the beginning of the third season, Ai transports another girl, Yuzuki, to a strange illusion and a vision, where Ai possessed her. Eventually, her body is later released during The Six-script Lantern ceremony in her town in which the gate to Hell is temporarily open allowing Ai to be released from her body. Ai eventually reveals to Yuzuki that she is destined to become her successor. Ai disappears without a word after Yuzuki becomes Hell Girl. Eventually she returns to take the role of Hell Girl once again in order to spare Yuzuki from being sent to Hell.

Wanyūdō (輪入道^?)

Wanyūdō is the first of Ai's three companions. He generally appears as an old man whose eyes remains shut, wearing a traditional yukata with a long-sleeved haori, and a red scarf around his neck. When needed by Ai, he takes the form of the black straw doll that Ai hands to her clients in the series. He also frequently takes the form of Ai's coach with burning wheels when she goes to the human world to claim a soul. The coach bears the same black flame-crest that appears on the chest of those people who contract with the Hell Girl. Despite appearing quite mild-mannered, frail and weak with age at most times, Wanyūdō possesses considerable skills in martial arts and is capable of hurling fireballs and performing feats of inhuman strength. Wanyūdō's name is derived from the yōkai of the same name and means "A wheel entering the road". In episode 12 of Futakomori, it is revealed that he was the driver of a princess' entourage carriage, which fell off a cliff. The coach caught fire and all aboard were killed. As a result, he became a yōkai terrorizing people in the form of a flaming wheel with his own enlarged, infuriated face as a hubcap, until he met Ai and she invited him to join her as her first companion. Wanyūdō revealed to Ai his ability to shapeshift. Wanyūdō lives out his life in peace as a human after Ai dies at the end of the second season, but is soon recruited by Kikuri to become Ai's assistant again. At the end of the third season he comes to the aid of the newest Hell Girl, Yuzuki, but returns as Ai's assistant after she becomes Hell Girl again.

Ren Ichimoku (一目 連 Ichimoku Ren^?)

Ren is Ai's second companion, and usually takes the form of a smexy young man in a green cardigan and a black shirt. His hair covers the left side of his face and that part of his face is usually seen. He has the ability to see the inside of a building through projecting the eye on the walls and ceilings. The large eye can also be used as a weapon through projecting intense flashes of light. When required, Ren becomes a blue straw doll. Ren's name means "one glance company". He is sometimes referred to as "Moku" or "Ishimoto Ren". His powers in human form is a reference to Daidarabotchi, a type of mythological giant that is enshrouded in shadow. It is later revealed that Ren is a tsukumogami, a type of spirit that originates from an artifact which has gained sentience after a long period of existence. In Ren's case, he was once a katana, forced to be aware and watch whatever was done with him. He was given his current form(s) by Ai, who collected him after he was abandoned on a large rock after a battle, during which his most recent owner was slain. Ai thinks that he is looking for something and asks him to accompany her. He agrees, saying that the rock he was abandoned on was getting pretty boring. Since that time, Ren has apparently grown quite fond of his human form, displaying considerable vanity from time to time. Ai claims she invited him to join her because there is something that Ren is looking for, a fact perhaps manifested in Ren's occasional puzzlement and inability to understand the things humans do. Alternatively, some of Ren's comments indicate that what he was looking for was companionship, something to fill the emptiness of his existence as a sword used for endless killing. Ren has apparently developed feelings for his colleagues, seeing them as family. Ren lives his life in peace as a human between the events of the second and third seasons. This proves to be short lived after he is recruited by Kikuri to become Ai's assistant again. Ren serves as a science teacher at Yuzuki's school several times while investigating clients that attend the school. At the end of the third season when Yuzuki becomes Hell Girl, he and Hone investigate why Tsugumi is moving out of town. They suspect it was because of Hajime and because Tsugumi was unable to save Yuzuki. Ren becomes Ai's assistant once again after she replaces Yuzuki as Hell Girl.

Hone Onna (骨女^?, Bone Woman)

Hone Onna is Ai's third companion, and she often takes the form of a sultry woman in a kimono with its obi tied in front. She dislikes being called "old lady". She becomes the red straw doll when necessary by tossing her red obi jime over her shoulder. Hone Onna and Ren investigate the people who make a contract and the ones they have a grudge against. She usually infiltrates human society in casual clothing to investigate cases, on these occasions she tends to use the pseudonym "Sone Anna". She has used throwing knives as weapons in the first season of the show, and has shown considerable skill with these weapons. Hone Onna also seems to have some skill as a contortionist, which allows her to squeeze into very small places. The name Hone Onna comes from the legendary creature of the same name, literally meaning "bone woman", which reflects her ability to expose the bones in her body to scare the victims of the revenge Ai delivers. It is revealed that she had been a geisha named Tsuyu who was betrayed by a man whom she had fallen in love with after he sold her to a brothel to be able to pay off his own debts. Tsuyu was betrayed again when she attempted to arrange the escape of a fellow geisha named Kiyo with a man who had come to truly love Tsuyu. Tsuyu and the man were later murdered by a Yakuza, and that same Yakuza cast Tsuyu into a river afterward. Spirits rising from human bones thrown into the river before merged with Tsuyu's restless spirit, transforming Tsuyu into the yōkai Hone Onna, in which form she later met Ai. Hone lives out her life as a human after Ai dies at the end of the second season. This proves to be short lived as Kikuri comes to recruit her several years later to become Ai's assistant again. After Yuzuki becomes Hell Girl, she and Ren investigate why Tsugumi is moving out of town. The two suspect it is because of Hajime and because Tsugumi was unable to save Yuzuki. Hone becomes Ai's assistant again when she replaces Yuzuki as Hell Girl.

Ai's Grandmother (あいの祖母 Ai no Sobo^?)

She is never actually seen in the series, other than as a shadowy silhouette behind a paper screen that is always spinning thread in her room. She occasionally notifies Ai when a new client beeps on the computer and advises her, occasionally commenting on the cases she takes up. She doesn't talk to anyone except Ai, although in an episode in season one, she made the exception of talking to Shibata Hajime. A single human eyewitness in Futakomori who had observed Ai's grandmother ran in terror, implying that her appearance may be other than human. During the final episode of Futakomori she stops spinning threads for the first time and thanks Ai's three assistants for everything they have done. Ai's Grandmother doesn't appear in the third season until episode 14. That is due to the fact that neither of Ai's companions reside in the realm of Eternal Twilight anymore, and until that episode, instead of the usual ritualistic bathing and the grandma preparing Ai's nagajuban, Ai simply took over Yuzuki's body and appeared already dressed.

The Spider (人面蜘蛛 Jinmen Gumo^?)

An oddly-coloured spider with three eyes upon its abdomen, which appears in the sunset world where Ai and her assistants reside between assignments. It speaks with the voice of a man and is apparently Ai's superior, having been the one to pronounce sentence on her after she killed the people of her village. It appears to be holding the souls of Ai's loved ones (her parents) as hostage. If Ai does not do the task she has been given, The Spider has threatened that her parents would wander in darkness for eternity. The Spider demonstrates an ability to pilot the ferryboat to Hell and tries to restrain Ai, having decided to take her to Hell after her feelings of rage reawakened and she violently attacked the Shibatas. Ai turned out to be too strong for it to hold her without her consent. The Spider is neither liked nor trusted by Ai's assistants, with whom it in turn does not speak. In the last episode ofFutakomori, Wanyūdō identifies The Spider as the God of Hell. It can be inferred that The God of Hell deliberately exposed Ai to a situation reminiscent of her own death in order to test whether she would obey its will or act on her impulse to interfere with Takuma's plight. The God of Hell returns in season 3 to punish the newest Hell Girl, Yuzuki, after she breaks the rules and tries to send a grudge of her own to Hell. Ai then returns to save Yuzuki from being sent to Hell by The God of Hell, and she offers to replace Yuzuki as Hell Girl. The God of Hell accepts and restores Ai's position as Hell Girl.

Kikuri (きくり^?)

An enigmatic girl introduced in Futakomori. Some people said she is similar to Nemesis (mythology) in Greek as goddess of vengeance. Little is known about her except the fact she is not human. She can wander freely between the mortal plane and Ai's house in the sunset world, sometimes interfering with her and her companions' job; in one instance, she brought a human into the sunset world out of mischief. In stark contrast to Ai, Kikuri has completely purple eyes and her personality is far more childish than Ai's. She has stated that she likes Ai, and some of her actions and use of powers seem to be causing the greatest amount of suffering and fear possible. She seems to take delight in acts of low-level destructiveness, such as chopping off flowers or destroying anything that Ai cares for. She has shown incredible skills with her loincloth, using it to catch or hit objects with considerable accuracy and skill. Despite the fact that she wreaks havoc freely, she has only taken orders from Ai alone. This is seen when Kikuri touches Ai's grandmother's spinning wheels despite the woman's protests, ceasing only when Ai tells her to. In the last episode of the second season, it is revealed that Kikuri is a host for the will of The God of Hell, which can take over her body as it pleases. Hence, it becomes questionable how many of her malicious acts were of her own will and which were instigated by her master. Some of her acts could have been to ensure that Ai's clients would pull the string and send their tormentor to Hell. Nevertheless, she is still compassionate, showing a brief bout of grief immediately after Ai's death. After Ai's death and the release of her beloved ones to wander as lost souls, Kikuri rides on the boat and says "It's over... that was Ai's answer... Well done". As she says those words, she pokes a cherry the color of Ai's eyes in her former childish way. In the third season, Kikuri possesses a wind-up doll that often needs to be rewound by Yamawaro. She also expresses a desire to become Hell Girl several times. She is possessed by The God of Hell again at the end of the third season, but reverts back to Kukuri after Ai becomes Hell Girl again. She is apparently unaware of the fact that she is a host of The God of Hell, as she merely expresses a sensation of feeling sick before being possessed.

Yamawaro (山童^?)

A hellish creature commanded by the new Hell Girl in season 3, who takes on the look of a young boy, though he can also become a yellow straw doll. In human form, he calls himself by the name of Huang (黄). Often quiet and having a gentle demeanor, not much is known about him as of yet. He follows Kikuri on their assignments in the real world, referring to her as princess. His name is derived from the same name given to a legendary mountain-dwelling creature in Kyūshū from Gazu Hyakki Yakō, an illustrated book on Japanese folklore demons. In episode 6 of Mitsuganae it is hinted that Yamawaro has the power to manipulate objects. In Episode 17 of "Mitsuganae", it is revealed that his name basis holds some truth. He was a ghostly boy who roamed a mountain but whenever he was seen by humans, he looked like a walking pile of mushrooms. It seems in his time before joining Hell Girl, he looked upon a family by the name of Ashiya. Their son Hikaru had gone missing many years ago. The father of the household was a scientist trying to obtain eternal life. Yamawaro stepped in as their son. Ms. Ashiya accepted him with no worry. Mr. Ashiya, knowing that Yamawaro was obviously not human, used Yamawaro for his "Caterpillar fungus" experiments which still manifests in him till this day. He stated it was "to extend his wife's life". After learning of this, Ms. Ashiya shooed Yamawaro away, hoping to spare him from the parasitic experiments at the cost of her own life. She contacted Hell Correspondence to gain revenge on her husband calling it "Hikaru's vengeance". Despite Yamawaro's begging, she pulled the string. Yamawaro watched as the Ashiya mansion swirled away into a cloud of dust. Ms. Ashiya along with it, clutching what seems to be a young boy. This was a key experience to Yamawaro. After Yuzuki becomes Hell Girl, he and Kikuri simply walk away. He is not seen again until The God of Hell possesses Kikuri. After this happens, he returns and helps save Yuzuki from the grasp of The God of Hell by using a powerful supernatural blast. He comes to the aid of Ai again at the end of the third season.

-- Source from: Wikipedia--

-- I absolutely love this anime.. Not only it's kinda creepy but this anime shows the twisted mind of humans when cracked under pressure.. They are willing to do everything to eliminate the people who brought hell to their life but what they didn't think is what will happen after they died. They will spend the eternity suffering and that's worse than life.--

Deathbed

Perhaps I have become so preoccupied with facing my own death that I have forgotten to live………

Imagining the scent of roses and smell of formalin isn’t easy for me. I wake up every morning and thank my lucky stars that I am still breathing and anticipate as well that any second from now I am bound to die in a not-so-painful death. Leukemia is taking my strength and my youth--- a piece of me I can never retrieve even if I breathe as fast as one million cpm. This is a hard truth that I have to swallow at a very young age.

Even though I am cooped up in my hospital room. Marnie always blubbers about how Anne gets herself engaged with a lawyer and Cynthia, who now dates the quarterback and the cutest guy in Bayville High, transforms into the most envied creature in the planet. At least her visits make my little word less monotonous (monotonous means uninteresting or boring as a result of being repetitive and unvaried) and less confined.

Not that I pity myself too much but I used to be a pretty girl, with pretty blond hair and rosy cheeks. But the plague has taken the best from me. Chemo has made me bald while the disease has eaten my flesh. I cannot distinguish if I look more human-like or skeleton-like. But I have gained a few pounds over the last few months…..at least it masks my impending appointment with the grim reaper. Life at the hospital isn’t so bad; people wearing white give me a glimpse of what my destination will appear to be (at least that’s what I imagine heaven would look like). Aside from the daily visits of doctors and nurses, there is my daily dose of the Oprah Winfrey Show. TV is my only window to the outside world. I am actually thankful that I am still alive while hundreds of children from Africa are starving to death but a part of me still longs to be a normal kid. Free to walk, free to feel the breeze against my face, free to stroll by the scene and taste the morning. I do wish that before I die, I can once more experience the best things the world has to offer. But for a terminally ill person, even the simplest wishes requires a high price to pay. You know what? We are all going to die in the end anyway, so why delay? Yes, I am prepared to die…..until he has knock at my door and offered to have my vital signs taken.

He stands there, looking at me with eyes luminous and transfixed. At first, I thought it was pity. I get that all the time. With my balding head and pale complexion, who won’t? I know people talking behind my back, saying that I am hopeless but at least I am trying to survive.

He is silent while taking significant information from my almost-skeleton frame. He did not introduce his name but I read from his nameplate that his name is Rio Nicholson. He must be new in this hospital, I have never seen him before. After he has completed taking everything, he asks me if I am feeling any pain. I say no. but actually, I am in pain……it hurts when people see you as a diseased and hopeless case but not seeing what’s beneath the sunken eyes and hospital gown. I feel churning in my stomach as I watch him leave my room. Perhaps he pities me so much. I can see it in his eyes.

The next day, Rio visits my hospital room again. Now, he is on a cheery mood. I found out that he is still a nursing student and that today is his second day of duty. I do not really understand but something about him is vaguely familiar. It is like I already have met him in years before I can’t remember when. He stays with me during his entire shift except when he is called by his instructor to “chart” my data. Perhaps he pities me so too much that he has decided to stand vigil to monitor if I am still alive.

As the weeks passed, Rio and I became close. Although he isn’t on duty in the hospital, he finds time to visit me there. He always tells me how difficult school is while I lecture him to value life because death is as instantaneous (instantaneous means occurring immediately or almost immediately) as it is rumored to be. Days go on and I start to have feelings for him. I may be weak but I certainly am not made of stone. But I have to suppress my feelings. I have to get things back where they belong. I am dying and that’s all there is to it.

To accomplish my plan, I have to appear detached and withdrawn. I have to make him feel that I hate seeing visitors and talking to him makes me feel tired. I also have to appear angry and temperamental. I was great actress back in junior high. I can easily push him aside.

My plan was great success. As months passed, his visits became infrequent (to my satisfaction and to my dismay). What I am doing isn’t easy but I have to do it….for his own good and to appease my gnawing conscience. Sometimes he sends me cards but I often do not read them and file them instead in a bedside cabinet. One day, perhaps it is by fate that I am able to open a card that stands out from the rest. It has been dated a month ago. As I read the card, tears start streaming down my eyes. The card says:

Dearest Abby,

Thank you for giving me a short glimpse of what heaven really is. I know you sense that I look familiar. We played when we were younger when our moms joined a leukemia support group. I choose not to undergo treatments and chemotherapy. I bargained to God that if I ever see you again and be with you for a while, I am prepared to die. My health is now failing. I can’t visit you anymore. I might even be dead the moment you read this card. Death is just the next adventure and I am now prepared to get on with it because I already tasted the best thing the world has to offer--- you.

Rio

As I finish reading the tiny card with smudges of ink all over it, I began to pray earnestly. I can’t remember the last time I prayed but that very moment, I surrender. I thank God for giving me what I ask for, the best thing that life has to offer--- love. Now, I am truly prepared to face death.

--Love this story... But I forgot who wrote it... but I was inspired of this...--

The joy of life starts after...

He was my first love but he broke my heart just because from one simple thing... Because of him I met my boyfriend who gave joy to my life... He was the one who comforted me and help me through tough times but I didn't realize that from the beginning he like me... I pretended not knowing it because I was afraid to be hurt again and I still love my classmate in my old school and my boyfriend before also love someone... It was awkward at first but I started to like him... He was willing to wait for me and it was okay to be with him even though I love someone else.. Maybe I was only fooling myself that I will love him just to forget my first love.. I wasn't sure but I was going to find out... 

HOW I Know Him

I face my new classmates and I was scared to death... I couldn't look directly in their eyes.. the question that startled me was If i have any boyfriend and I think that they were all interested to hear my answer... I said no but their is someone I love that time...
We meet in my 2nd year in high school, I was attracted to him the 1st time I saw him.. He was not handsome, he is petite, he has dark skin but those eyes is what hypnotize me.. I love those two beautiful orbs of his...My friends tease me about him and that's the time he got interested in me.. Who would have known he was one of the reason I changed schools..

T-R-A-N-S-F-E-R-E-D

I was transfered to different school and i was heartbroken because I had to leave my friends in my old school whom I know for 3 years... I was feeling sad but I had to do this... One of my closest friends cried so much in front of me when I had to say goodbye and we all just started crying... I really wanted to celebrate her birthday before transferring so I plan her birthday party and surprise her... Now I'm leaving I'm gonna be worried because I had to leave her... She act so strong but there are times when she needed me... Who's gonna help her when I'm gone... My other close friend has a another group of friends.. that's why many said that It was a coincidence that we became friends and we are SO opposite... Well back to my other friend, I was the only one she talks to when she had problems and secrets (it is not like I was her only friend but when it comes to personal stuff, I'm the one she got to talk to).. Just 2 years ago, she lost her her best friend because she went to another continent.. We were in Iligan and she was in Cebu... She hardly contact us.. She was my best friend too... She as left alone by our best friend and now I was leaving her... She hardly talk after I announce I was going to different school...

T-I-R-E-D

Today.. while i was sleeping, I heard my family talk about me and I tell you it was not good... I was hurt by what they said... I could accept people said anything bad about me but my own family?? they're words are like a knife to my heart... The things they said are more hurtful than the ones I hear outside my home...

Many people envy my mother and father because we were once in poverty but when my father went abroad.. things just started to lighten up in our home but many gossip are around town. They say many things so that my mother had a bad reputation... It was okay at first but things just started to become out of control... My teachers in school tried to bring my grades down and I was bullied by all my teachers (my mom was a teacher in that school)... My grades which used to be high just went down... I ask my mom to transfer me to another school but she reluctant.. Maybe because I was in a special class in our school and we were in higher classes... She doesn't want me to transfer to regular classes because I'm gonna take all the subject I learn in my 3rd year high school (yes, I was graduating at that time in my high school)... But she changed her mind when she heard one of her co-teachers said that she's gonna cut her head if she saw me graduate... So i transfered and I tell you more if i have time to write because I'm still going to school.. I'm in college now..

My life...

--this blog will be my diary... I will share my thoughts in this... not in my other blog... my other blog will be for my stories and poems.. --