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!


17. The Orphanage Is EVIL


Today when I woke up, I noticed how many children were gone; quite a few were gone actually. Not as much as I could count because the remaining children were moving and I can’t count people when they are moving. Somewhere near 20 to 26 or like that. But one thing also missing today was the blonde lady, I didn’t bother about it though but still. I thought was she gone forever! Teiru wouldn’t look at me properly, he would hardly talk to me. His left leg had disappeared now and he was slowly becoming a forest child like the rest... He started to cry last night, or at least it sounded like crying. So that meant that I was alone...again. Just like when I first joined here when I was 4, just able to talk and make reasonable conversations, not like how people used to talk to me “you are a poopy head” kinda like that, how unreasonable. This is how I would say it when I was 4 “Honestly, you smell of poop and I do not like that so please leave my presence” now that seems more reasonable, doesn’t it? I asked Teiru what he was doing because he was staring at the forest children. When he did that the shadow on him stared swirling in different colours like the colours were doing some sort of dance party on Teiru’s shadow limbs. He was so distracted for some reason so I thought to myself that I was going to go play with the forest children. I walked down the halls and attempted not to be noticed by any one and I didn’t. When I got outside the children looked more eerie but I didn’t mind because they were forest children and forest children are my friends, isn’t that right, diary? A smile stretched from their mouths to near their nose, just like I had drawn the creepy Nazi woman that was watching me in the playroom not to long ago. They said to me in an eerie chant come, come it’ll be fun, come, come...the orphanage is evil!  Their eyes all flashed red at the same time then turning back into shadows...the poor fate that some are given, death. Teiru looked through the window, his fingers spread on the window of his shadowed hand. All heads turned to him, kinda like the girls not a few days ago, on the day the 4 children were taken. He mouthed the words towards me get in here, I don’t want to find you still out there tomorrow I could hear him saying the words a little. Then they said no! Don’t go in, the orphanage is EEEVVVIIILL! They chanted with blaze firing in her eyes, I wanted to stay with the forest children, I really did. But Teiru was telling me to come in and I didn’t know what to do, so I ran, not away from the orphanage but in the orphanage. I went into the playroom after a long time and it was night time so I went to sleep, the 2nd time I’ve gone without food, night, night.

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