Tyranicandy

The day came when Jango disappeared. Annabelle came home and he wasn't there...only she knew his absence because only she knew his presence, Imaginary friends aren't seen by everyone you know. She called. She searched. She asked... But Her dear friend was gone, And time with him. Running frantically to Lizzie, her little friend next door, Shouting,'' Kuudere, Kuudere, I can't find Jango!! Have you seen him?'' Kuudere opened her mouth in surprise, but closed it with eyes full of knowingness. Annabelle noticed and stopped. Her eyes now filled with the same knowingness mixed with sadness. '' My mama told me it would happen one day... That Jango would disappear... She called it...Umm..What was the word?'' ''I think they call it...Growing?'' Kuudere replied with a sad gesture. And they stood there, knowing their world was changing. Writer: Stacy Von Trier  Comment: Grow. One of the most beautiful yet painful transformations. X Nik,...

Vast knowledge and improving skill are facts not to be downed by these people. They shook the world with their talents and ideas in order to simplify things up a notch. Maybe because they are lazy, hard to see through those lifeless eyes of theirs. Their current job? Well my main point aren't too far fetch. They are innovators and outstanding creators. They design and build aviation or mobile transportation from scratch. Is it hard to understand them? Heck, I could not even understand their feelings toward other rivals. Poor bastards. Can they see us norms? Of course, but only as obstacles they can past by if they want to. But currently, they are collecting sheets of paper works from us awkward people to find more ideas, if not their ideas are just not enough some people may say. In fact, I could bare seeing friends making a line on their life this straight, In hope that they can snap out of their tedious task in their heads. Some of their friends blamed the people who hired and pa...