Friday, October 18, 2013

Dweeb Alert: Gaara can't be gone!

I'm a dweeb at heart. No matter how old I get, I'll continue being the dweeb and dork that I truly am. It's part of my SOUL, imbedded within every fiber of my being. Every cell, molecule and all that crap...it's written "DWEEB". Back in my teenage years, I used to be a major anime fan. Used to watch it for hours on end. Highschool came, and I moved back home from the States and I sorta just stopped watching altogether. Until recently...

I started watching Naruto (took me long enough right?!) and I'm in the first few episodes of Shippuden. I'm all psyched about this because everyone is saying A LOT of stuff happens. We understand this whole Jinchuuriki story...basically, it's just getting epic! The first plot line of the show is Gaara bein kidnapped. Keep in mind that even in Naruto when Gaara was disliked by most people, I loved him! Something about him then was so sad and it just tugged at my heart. Same as Naruto; but with Gaara, it was because he was evil trying to figure out why he does what he does. He has a special place in my heart. But then, he was kidnapped and my gut was telling me something bad is going to happen. I kept praying, please no no no no no! Not Gaara </3

My gut feeling was right; something bad happened to Gaara. They started extracting the Bijuu from him and I was hoping Naruto and the gang would get there in time to save him. They were too late...

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No one understands how much that killed me. I stopped there in the episode and just stared. Endlessly. I'm hoping that something happens and they bring him back. I mean...its Gaara. This is just so cruel. I can't get over this scene; GAARA!! My sister tells me that this is nothing; that crazier and more heart wrenching scenes are coming up and all I can think of is: how will I survive?! With me, anime characters are like book characters. They have a special place in my heart. People may find it weird; but I fall in love with my fictional characters, I get happy when good things happen to them and I mourn when something awful happens, as much as I would for people.

And with that I'll stop. Staring at that picture hurts my soul in ways I can't describe *sigh*

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