Kagome, Kagome

This is a diary story about an area in Japan during WW2. It is a true story of what happened to the children but I'am writing a diary 1st person perspective which is fiction. This story can be found online as a japanesse song: kagome kagome which translates to circle you, circle you. Also if you go on to www.creepypasta.com or google kagome kagome creepypasta you will find this story. This is about a girl named Helita in a Japanesse orphanage....enjoy!


6. Guys Stop Disappearing!


Dear diary: another child disappeared today, it was another girl and she was the oldest in the orphanage, I didn’t ask what her name was because I don’t like remembering names. But I asked what she looked like and the blonde lady told me that she had long blonde hair and a light blue kimono with purple strap. I found her at the middle of my book, I had drawn her with needles filled with blood at her feet and her eyes in a demonic fashion, sitting on a blood covered stump in the background there was the woods I had seen from the window outside. I showed the blonde lady the picture and she said that it was less gruesome than the rest. It had seemed that everyone was starting to act weirdly because some of them stopped talking to people or began to spin in a circular fashion. The girl that went missing today reappeared later on, she was wearing different clothes and she wasn’t talking to anybody but if you heard her correctly she would start to made groggy noises though her thought and I thought that was scary  and I didn’t like to be scared to I moved a away from her, nearer the small sand box. In the sand box there was a child that looked a year younger than me and he tried to talk to me and I didn’t like that so I went looking for the blonde lady to see where she was because she wasn’t in the playroom and I started wondering around the orphanage, soon I got lost and I didn’t know what to do so I sat in a ball and started crying, I don’t know what time it was but I think the other children have had dinner, but I’am hungry and its night, I’ll tell you if I find the playroom again, bye dairy

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