I Girl I Used To Know and Hopefully Still Know (JapaneseTranslation)

I Girl I Know and hopefully I still know

Very Slow Updates... :(

There has been some set backs for MyNameIsNotNatasha and it stops her from updating,
It started a bit of two weeks ago Sunday when her Internet kinda crashed and broke down for a bit and kind of discouraged her from continuing.

So for the time she is a bit to busy to update the blogspot I would be updating for her for a bit.
I'll be following the usual schedule. A post update on Sunday and one on Wednesday which I might do on Tuesday...

I'll personally try my best to update Marshmallow Stories the best I can, and I haven't been story writing for a bit and may need to rely on ideas sent from you guys out there, So hope you will support me with this and hope you enjoy Marshmallow Stories

and hope that MyNameIsNotNatasha will return soon.

This is an update by DjKagamine13...

                Getting The World Hooked...K-Radio13

Overdue Update...( 1st)

Good Day Readers of Marshmallow stories,
If your a reader of K-Radio13(Click) then you would know that Marshmallow Stories is also a part of it,
The icon on the very top of the page should have made it quite obvious.
This Site was made for a friend who just joined K-Radio13 (MyNameIsNotNatasha).
It's where she would write short stories mainly descriptive writing with a lot of emotional twists.

But this post is not about that but about her tardiness with updating her story.
So if you don't know yet an update or new post will be posted every Wednesday and Sunday.
Her excuse this time was on Sunday while writing her post her internet. Now I believe what she is saying as she already had a draft in the set of posts (Sorry No Spoilers :P).
So please forgive her for her tardiness and hope you guys keep visiting Marshmallow Stories.

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.................................................................Enjoy Your Life... You Only Live Once...or do we?

Manchester 23:40pm

He ran his fingers through his shaggy brown locks and stared into the emptiness of the small bedroom with his swollen blue eyes. His roommate was out with his girlfriend and was only going to be back after midnight. Rob Davis sat at the edge of his bed shirtless, his jersey laid out carelessly on the carpet floor. He opened the drawer of his bedside table and carefully removed a gun. It was shiny black and terrifyingly cold. He placed it beside him and flipped out his phone from his pocket, dialing his younger brother's number back in Connecticut.
He listened to the echo of the distant ringing and there was a soft "Hello?"
"Oliver?"
"Yeah? Is that you Rob? Dude, I haven't talked to you in ages, how are you?"
"Haha, I'm good (I'm far from good), I've been really busy here, how bout' you?"
"I've been alright, it's just that, well, things have been pretty shit without you, you know, like with mom and dad..."
"I know..." Rob trailed off for a minute. Their parents usually had really bad arguments, it got so bad that Rob had to take Oliver out of the house and pretend that everything was okay even though they both knew how horrible the situation actually was. But now that Rob is studying abroad, Oliver isn't able to escape from the screaming and fighting.
 "But you have to stay strong for me okay?"
"Yeah, well, whatever. Hey, you're going to be back home next month right?" His voice was suddenly filled with excitement.
'Home' Rob thought, a lump started to form in his throat and a minute soon passed.
"Rob? You there?"
"Ah, yeah, of course I am" He tried to add a bit of cheer in his voice but it was barely there.
"Promise? Cos' last time you were supposed to be back you cancelled at the last minute, jerk"
"Yeah, of course I promise I'll come (I'm sorry)" He will never see Oliver again, never watch him grow up and have a life of his own. 'No, I can't think about that' Rob thought.
"Kay great! It'll be like old times right?"
"Yeah" Rob changed the subject. "So how's school?"
"School's pretty alright, I just got through exams and I passed in all my subjects so far"
I'm proud of you "Good to know you're not flunking"
"Haha yeah, well, hey I gotta go to sleep, mom's going to kill me if she knows I'm still up" Mom was always like that, worrying that if we don't get enough sleep we'll end up with some make belief illness. But that's what made her so lovable. 'Annoying, but lovable' Rob thought.
A sudden clap of thunder made Rob realize it was raining, it pounded onto his window like bullets, as if on cue for his final act.
"Right..." He felt another lump forming in his throat. "I love you a lot Oli" And before he could get a reply he hung up the phone and picked up the gun. There's only one way to do it. Quickly. He raised the gun to his temple and squeezed the trigger.