Mikasa Cries Novels & Stories

Chills ran up to Miks whole system as his crystal blue eyes came into contact with Tres own sunrise angry eyes. "What the h*ll did you just do Miks! What the fuck did you do to my important cloth!" sa pagkarinig ni Miks sa salitang iyon ay para bang naramdaman nitong nagbuzz ang buong sistema ng kanyang katawan, hindi narin niya magamit ng maayos ang kanyang ulo dahil sa takot kaya nakatulala lang ito nakatingin at nakatayo sa harapan ni Tres. Parang naririnig niya na ang kalahating nagmamay-ari ng kalahating puso niya na sinasabihan siyang katapusan na ng buhay niya dito sa mundo ng mga tao at dapat nang bumalik sa kanilang sariling mundo.

That voice continued to pierce the haze of his sleep, until Micah finally opened his eyes, finding Alice leaning over him “Are you okay? Did you fall or were you just sleeping? Oh no, you’re crying…” “I’m what?” Micah blinked and, to his surprise, when he placed his hand on his cheek, it came back wet, indeed “But, what…? I was getting ready to go in and I think I ended up falling asleep, but… Why…?” “Sometimes, I wake up crying too. Massimo tell me that his mother used to say this is a symptom of a good dream that we cannot remember.” She smiled, extending her hand to help him to his feet, although her eyes were towards Elise’s grave “Do you… Do you think you’ll ever be able to say goodbye

I cried. “Callan!” Micha bellowed at the same time.

The beautiful girl kept crying. The moment she saw the gun she shrieked and closed her eyes. “Please, please, please, don’t. Why are you doing this?” she cried. “Stop this! Stop this, now,” snapped Ambrosia. “Ohh, a feisty one!” giggled Yoshiro. He pointed the gun at Ambrosia. “Let’s start with you.” “STOP!!” screamed Michelangelo. His scream broke Yoshiro’s concentration and Renata took advantage of that.

"I'm begging you!" Mika, her grip on Marco tight, turned towards the main door. Her silhouette, framed by the light streaming from the hallway, was a stark and menacing image. The door creaked open, revealing the promise of freedom, but also the threat of a new, unknown danger. My heart pounded in my chest, a frantic drumbeat that echoed the terror that consumed me. "Go! Get out of here!" Mika's voice boomed, echoing through the hallway. Marco, his face stained with tears, his small body trembling.