Childhood Period: the proscenium and the rejection of ideas

-WHY, I WOULDN'T WANT IT TO END THIS WAY?

[The woman, still with a swollen face full of tears, hugged an old photo, only screaming at the air without response].

-I... I... I HAVE NO RIGHT TO ANYTHING BUT...

[With a broken voice she looked up with disoriented eyes pulling at what little short hair she had] 

-*sighing* forgive me....

[Fainting she could only feel sadness, guilt, remorse thinking of the man I love but despise]

[And with this I end this play I will title it 'The Deep Hollow Fox and the Impaled Gentleman' this is so much fun so here it goes again]

Pulling out two scrolls the woman with black hair and an office jacket began to run her fingers just over them to begin marking them up

-Congratulations she is a beautiful little girl

[A nurse began to hold a brown-haired baby girl as the mother with her last breath watched her baby girl crying and kicking...]

~Ring ring ring~

[The alarm of my script in another world, well I'll pause this I need to go to another world I think I have enough material here but I must do my part as play director.]

Putting aside a scroll among a larger pile the woman snaps her fingers to open a door leading to a computer with different monitors connected.

[Well on this day I will enjoy seeing the Doctor I must offer the complete service I think it went by very fast 8 years let's see how the actors are doing at this moment].

Opening the internet browser shows on the screen the image of a boy hugging another girl.

-Nii-nii isn't it too late?

-Yes, your mommy will be back soon 

-And daddy? he promised me that the 5 of us will play together.

-He... I think he has a business trip

-He's a liar our daddy never takes anything serious

[Ohh the cliché scene a boy doesn't know how to explain to his sister how his father died].

Holding in his laughter he flips from tab to tab until he comes to a picture of the boy's file.

[I made the best choice with you, Doctor. You have and will continue to have traumas to relive. Besides that, I see that, as always, the actors perform their jobs no matter how many times the cast changes]

[Let's see now how I'm going to develop this? do I take to the letter the script I gave you or would it be more satisfying to wait and see how you improvise everything as usual?]

Licking his fingers, a chocolate ice cream finely decorated with different cookies appears.

[Ohh, you're definitely the best, but how will you react Doctor? let's see what I have to do?]

Nodding his head he takes a spoonful of his dessert to put it in his mouth.

- "Why is this happening to me again?"

 [Ohh, a bittersweet moment where his memories and feelings of his past life mingle I like it].

Pulling out a pink keyboard the woman began to search for images one after the other making a photo album in less than a minute.

[It's showtime]

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"It was the first week or the second week as a groom I don't remember well I met my father-in-law."

As we stood in front of the altar we were sitting my older sister Kizuna, my younger sister Masaki were hugging me hiding their heads staining my t-shirt with their tears.

-"I [have no right to ask for a father] let alone delude myself with the idea of being led by the hand of a mentor, for god's sake I have the mind of an adult."

My mother was hugging a coffin screaming and crying next to her was my grandmother trying to console her

- "But [Like the good-for-nothing I am I let my feelings guide me]."

- "Being an orphan my wife's family adopted me my father-in-law in less than two days treated me like a son or so I think it was about being a son."

-Nii-nii why is everyone crying?

As I turn to look at my little sister I get a better look at the room there are a lot of people with a more eccentric look each one crying.

- "She's just crying out of instinct because of the heavy atmosphere she still doesn't understand this" *sffg* I'm here Maki-chan I'll explain later....

-*Sigff* Yes sis everything will be fine here we are your older brothers and sisters

My sister Kizuna was trembling as she said that her expressions were faint she couldn't make the sad gestures correctly.

-Sis...

-Kai-chan I couldn't say anything to her....

Clutching my shoulder, I felt my older sister's strength on my arm.

-"How can I explain to them that I went through something similar? How can I tell them that [their useless brother] only kept quiet about the possible death of their father?"

- "After finding my wife I had to tell someone I had to ask someone for help but all I got was hatred from my father-in-law."

- "Although I was thankful I didn't get beaten out of that situation I could never explain anything to him let alone that I knew of his death I couldn't do anything."

Squeezing the bodies of my sisters the tears in my eyes wouldn't stop flowing as my jaw trembled.

- "It's unfair to know [that I'm dragging others down with my fate]."

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Typing on her keyboard with one hand, the female clerk watched the scene unfolding

[While I'm just lost in my .... *pssh* I can't deal with this it's pure comedy]

With the other hand she held her stomach as she pounded the table bursting out laughing.

[Hahahahaha well it's normal for you to be like that when I lead you by that personality although I got distracted by another play I can say you finished the 'Abandoned Doggy' play well]

Resuming his posture he began to inhale air again regulating his voice.

[Now you are the protagonist in this new play, it doesn't have a title yet but it will go the right way, maybe it won't stick to the 'script' I left you but it will work just the same, in the end all actors perform differently].

Rising from his chair he watched as a printer pulled out sheet after sheet of paper.

[Since everything is going well my intervention is no longer necessary, enjoy the script I left you with until your teenage phase, I'll just record how you end up alone 'again'.]

Appearing a door to another room with a click a long white furred cat with red eyes perches on the table looking at the bowl that contained the dessert.

-"...I just have to hold it I always do..."

Hearing this the cat knocked the dessert off the table making a small meowing sound and continued to quickly approach the woman until it crossed the other room behind her.