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!


9. Hello, Forest Children


Today I woke up to the sounds of screams and I didn’t like that because I don’t like loud noises, I could tell it was before a lot of people in Japan were awake because I overheard the blonde lady talking to someone and saying it was 3:15 which meant that I had only a few hours sleep but I couldn’t go back to sleep because the noise was still going on. I went in the hall and the weird eye girl was there, the one with the 2 different eyes not the one that nearly infected me with the weird eyes. She was running in and out rooms and I ran away because she was clear that she running in and out rooms so she could infect the people in them. So I ran, I ran and I ran and I saw two doors. So I went outside them and I immediately felt cold and weird. It was children, they whispered many words but I couldn’t hear any of them. Covered in leaves and dirt from the forest ‘Hi’ I said which is weird because I don’t talk to people but I was calm with them. They answered ‘Come with us, in the wood, come, come, I’ll be fun!” they chanted at me before they looked at each other and surrounded me. “Kagome, kagome” they began to chant, I laughed they didn’t scare me like usual, their voices where breathy and echoing. I just got back to my room at the moment, they were playing with me, most of the day. I didn’t need to hear the screaming anymore because she stopped screaming. Good night diary, sorry this is short but I didn’t have any dinner but that was fine because I wasn’t hungry for some reason. Most the day in between me and the forest children.

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