Ushio
Ushio felt a tear run down her cheek. "Oh Jazz, this is all so horrible..." She mumbled, turning to her. "I shouldn't of came here... I honestly shouldn't... I'm glad I made a friend or two, but to have this happen? Too much has happened today... I-I can't take it...!!" She stomped her foot. "I wanna go home... I wanna be with my grandparents, I-I don't even care if I'm treated like a 8 year old!"
She sighed deeply, leaning up against the wall. "... Jazz, I'm so scared... I'm almost petrified... what could possibly be out there? What will I... will I have to fight? Who will be by my side?" Ushio started to tremble. "I... I feel so helpless... and having to argue with everyone else makes it even worse..."