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  IM SO HAPPY AHJSDKAL THANK YOU PIFFI FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY <333
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I love the concept of these species ;; /// u /// ;; it's such a beautifully sad story~~ ;;; m ;;;

I decided to name my entry Oliver, and he dies by strangulation from a rope .-. no rose bushes here XD OTL

He is a innocent, and friendly, but gullible child. He does not know what is dangerous, and his gardenia always has to scold him when he is about to do something harmful xD
--   I    w a n t    t o    t o u c h    t h e    s k y   --

Extending off the right branch of the old cherry tree, was a swing. It was a simple swing, with two long ropes that reached downwards, only to be stopped at the empty wooden seat. Oliver loved that swing underneath the Yoshino cherry tree, especially during the spring. He loved how the white blossoms would flutter in the gentle breeze like dancing butterflies. He loved how the wind would quietly whisper in his ear, and how it carried the sweet scent of nature. Best of all, his parents would always be there to bring and push him on the swing everyday. No matter how many times he wanted to go, they would always push him higher and higher, until he felt as free as a bird.
But one day, his parents asked him a strange question.

“Sweetie, do you want to try a new kind of swing?”

Oliver agreed, and off they went to the same tree, but on the other side, where a golden hanging noose waited for him expectantly.
"Oh. How does this work?”
    “Well, here’s a stool you can step on, and you just put your head here, and we push you-"

Oliver looked at them, then at the noose, and then shifted uncomfortably. His parents smiled brightly. But he knew... something was eerie about the golden loop.
    “-Just until you get tired. You know, like always."

Finally after a moment of hesitation, he steps on the stool, oblivious to the true intentions of his parents. They gingerly guide his head into the loop, and quickly push him off the stool. HIGHER and HIGHER they push him. The small body swinging from the branch of the old cherry tree splutters and gasps for air, until.. all becomes quiet.

  The end. ^^

Description

  IM SO HAPPY AHJSDKAL THANK YOU PIFFI FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY <333
HHH IN CASE YOU MAY BE WONDERING WHAT THIS IS ABOUT PLZ CHECK OUT THIS MYO EVENT --> fav.me/dbb1js8
I love the concept of these species ;; /// u /// ;; it's such a beautifully sad story~~ ;;; m ;;;

I decided to name my entry Oliver, and he dies by strangulation from a rope .-. no rose bushes here XD OTL

He is a innocent, and friendly, but gullible child. He does not know what is dangerous, and his gardenia always has to scold him when he is about to do something harmful xD
--   I    w a n t    t o    t o u c h    t h e    s k y   --

Extending off the right branch of the old cherry tree, was a swing. It was a simple swing, with two long ropes that reached downwards, only to be stopped at the empty wooden seat. Oliver loved that swing underneath the Yoshino cherry tree, especially during the spring. He loved how the white blossoms would flutter in the gentle breeze like dancing butterflies. He loved how the wind would quietly whisper in his ear, and how it carried the sweet scent of nature. Best of all, his parents would always be there to bring and push him on the swing everyday. No matter how many times he wanted to go, they would always push him higher and higher, until he felt as free as a bird.
But one day, his parents asked him a strange question.

“Sweetie, do you want to try a new kind of swing?”

Oliver agreed, and off they went to the same tree, but on the other side, where a golden hanging noose waited for him expectantly.
"Oh. How does this work?”
    “Well, here’s a stool you can step on, and you just put your head here, and we push you-"

Oliver looked at them, then at the noose, and then shifted uncomfortably. His parents smiled brightly. But he knew... something was eerie about the golden loop.
    “-Just until you get tired. You know, like always."

Finally after a moment of hesitation, he steps on the stool, oblivious to the true intentions of his parents. They gingerly guide his head into the loop, and quickly push him off the stool. HIGHER and HIGHER they push him. The small body swinging from the branch of the old cherry tree splutters and gasps for air, until.. all becomes quiet.

  The end. ^^