Thursday, January 6, 2011
私達の部屋でデービルいるよ。
He thinks that the Devil could be in our house. My account is true and there's nothing to be with held. I don't believe him, he's serious though this time. And he's never serious. I will say that there are reasons for me to feel uneasy, but none such as you would see in a film where a household is overtaken by a dark spirit. The other brother may very well have lost his mind. He's making the mother cry now, she's just asking to be alone, and crying. I wonder what exactly is it that's going on in this house. And should I have concern enough to stay, or continue my education at the university a full day's travel north. There's much to be said, but unfortunately it's all emotion and feeling. It's said that fear is a spirit, and countered that it is just an emotion. Well, wherever you are, spirit, I'd much prefer that you leave. As you can see, there are four who do not like you here, and one who does. Though, I admit our curiosity, which also may be our end, may be the very thing that is keeping you here. I'd prefer you not answer, spirit of fear, I'd like to never know what your voice sounds like.
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