لطفل اگه زحمتی نداره .
The condition of her illness changed quickly after that. She had already prepared herself for it, so she accepted it without a word. That day, the moment she was held by her mother like a small child, her childhood was over. She no longer had anyone she could call mother. So she was no longer a child. Could no longer be a child.
“You don’t have to do it all yourself.” Her mother had said that. But the only one who could protect Serah was her. Of course, she realized, I have to do it all myself.
I want to be an adult. She felt it keenly. To protect Serah, to make my only little sister happy, I have to become an adult as fast as I can. If I can’t be an adult by law, I will have to get rid of the name my parent’s gave me and make myself an adult. It’s okay right, if I’m no longer my mother’s daughter. In exchange I will be Serah’s guardian. I will protect her. She made a vow in front of her mother’s grave. She took herself a new name, Lightning.
At the sound of her holster failing she came back to herself. She hadn’t even realized, but she had already gotten dressed. She smiled humorlessly. It wasn’t even time to leave yet.
But she had woken up earlier than she’d planned. Probably because of what happened yesterday, she wasn’t able to sleep very well. Understandable, she said to herself for the millionth time, and sighed. It just had to be that guy. She wasn’t the type of over protective sister that would want to chase away all the guys who talked to her little sister. She wanted someone who would make Serah happy. She wanted someone who would protect her. She wouldn’t let anyone who couldn’t do that near her. He didn’t have to be a smooth talker or have anything good about him you could see. He just had treat her well, and be willing to protect her.
بعد از آن وضعيت بيماري اش بسرعت تغيير كرد. بعلت اينكه وي آمادكي داشت بدون كوچكترين موردي آن را قبول كرد. روزي كه مادرش او را مثل يك بچه كوچك بغل كرده بود بچگي اش تمام شد.او كسي را نداشت كه مادر بنامد. لذا او ديگر بچه نبود. نمي توانست يك بچه باشد.
"همه اش رو نبايد خودت تنهايي انجام بدي”مادرش اينو گفت. ولي تنها كسي كه ميتوانست سارا را مراقبت كند او بود. البته او متوجه شد همسو خودم بايد انجام بدم.
من مي خوام يك نفر بالغ باشم. او با تيزهوشي اينو حس كرد. براي مراقبت از سارا،براي خوشحال كردن تنها خواهر كو چولوي من بايد هر چه سريعتر يك نفر بالغ بشم. اگه بطور قانوني نتونم نفر بالغ باشم از اسمي كه والدينم به من داداه اند خودمو خلاص مي كنم و يالغ مي شم.اين درسته كه اگه من ديگه دختر مادرم نيستم در عوض ولي سارا خواهم بود.من از اون مرقبت خواهم كرد. او در مقابل قبر مادرش عهد كرد.او نامي جديد براس خودش انتخاب كرد : آذرخش
با صداي جلد تپانجه به خودش آمد. او متوجه نشده بود ولي قبلا لباسشو پوشيده بود.او بيمزه خنديد. حتي وقت رفتن نيز نبود ولي از وقتي كه قرار گذاشته بود زودتر بيدار شده بود.احتمالا به خاطر اتفاقس كه ديروز افتاده بود ، او نتونسته بود خوب بخوابد. براي بار ميليونيم به خود ش گفت قابل دركه و آه كشيد.اون بايد اون مرده باشه. اون از اون تيپ خواهر هاي مراقب افراطي نبود كه همه مردهايي را كه با خواهرش صحبت مي كردند دك كنه.اون كسي رو مي خواست كه خواهرشو خوشبخت كنه.اون كسي رو مي خواست كه مواظب اون باشه.اون نمي تونست اجازه بده كسي كه قادر به اين كارها نبود به خواهرش نزديك بشه.اون(مرده ) لازم نبود آدمي باشه كه ملايم حرف بزنه ويا ظاهرش خوب باشه . اون فقط بايد با خواهرش خوب رفتار كنه و خواهان مراقبت از اون باشه.
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