I can’t do anything right. I attempted to get one good friend.

Seija tightly hugged her pillow, given to her by Satori. Her pillow received all of Seija’s tears. Everytime she closed her eyes, she felt the pain of being swallowed by dark emotions.

I was supposed to be a happy-go-lucky amanojaku. Like whoever she touches, she makes the person wilt.
She may be the flower youkai, but she’s the person wilter.
She threw the pillow to the other side of the room, she wiped the final tears from her face.
“Enough cryin’!” She spoke softly, looking at the corner, spotting the only source of food or drink. It was a tea set.
She finally built up enough courage, she flung herself off the bed. She smashed onto the floor and began crawling her way to the door. There was two wooden crutches leaning against the wall, she began crawling towards them, dragging her legs across the floor.
She was so close to the door and rotated her body around so that her legs were facing her bed. She began to lift herself upwards, her arms slotted into the crutches and she lifted her body up.

Adapt to the pain.
Pain is just the end of a former life.

She made a hasty move towards the corridor,everywhere she looked, she saw stained glass windows. She leaned out, looking at the bleak city below. She saw a crowd formed outside of the tavern and she sighed.
“I could of been down there, sending tables at people and running away like a madma- I’m sorry I mean woman.”

Life gave me a bad hand. One moment I felt at the top of the world, unable to be touched by anyone.
If I hadn’t fell asleep, those hunter would of never found me. If I didn’t fall asleep, I wouldn’t of met Yuuka. if I hadn’t of met Yuuka.
My life wouldn’t be this.
She continued dragging her feet across the floor as she moved with the crutches, she was looking for one room.

All I need to do is avoid Satori.

Before she knew it, Seija found herself in a closet, there was a large variety of clothing, quickly the one that caught her interest was a lime green skirt with wavy flowers at the bottom. She smiled, knowing what she was about to do.
Throw away the mistake.