What Brings you Here?

Time is such a tricky thing since it was all based on a person's perception. Julia knew how long a day lasted for, 24 hours, 60 minutes each hour with 60 seconds to each minute; she wasn't good at math to tell you exactly how any minutes were in a day or how many seconds, but she knew each break down. She knew that people like the split each day as morning, afternoon and evening with sometimes even throwing night in there. She also knew that week was just over a quarter of her life so far, and that thought was strangely scary.

How many minutes, or seconds has she existed for? Each day felt extremely long to her, then again that made sense, for most high school students when a day is barely a fraction of their life. It had to be within the thousands, but for Julia she barely lived for 30 of them, and the longer she keeps living the shorter her days will become. The shorter her weeks. Even the shorter her months. Will she live up till the point where yeas start to fly by?

Her hand would habitually guide over to the chain wielded to her chest, it was unsettling to say but her chain has gotten shorter since her first day. Steadily but very slowly becoming shorter it was like the opposite or someone's hair growing. At first you don't notice it however once there is a larger difference, like a few inches or a half of a chain link, you'll notice suddenly. It was a sign that aroused mixed emotions for the girl in a weird way she was excited that she wasn't just frozen in time. She, even though she was dead, was changing like everyone else, little by little, but at the same time it was sad. What did it exactly mean when it reached its end? What will become of her? These thoughts constantly flooded her head, especially while she was approaching an entire month of existence.

As for the weather down in Karakura was pretty pleasant compared to the weather where she came from, while she did spend a couple weeks in her hometown before traveling down she found perhaps it would be safer to spend her time here. The chances of her retrieving all her memories back were lessen, but at least here she could spend whatever time she has to help others. Animals and pets were her top proactively, finding their homes before the winter hits full on would be for the best since many of them could die out in the cold. Second were the homeless, finding them donations and blankets so that they could safely stay warm was also something she proactively spent her time on.

This week she had been spending it on collecting donations, be it food donations or even clothing, knickknacks, money, anything people were willing to give. Sometimes if you were really nice even the shop keepers didn't mind giving you some items that were selling much, while being lucky enough to find herself a stray shopping cart she unfortunately could get much items today. Out of everything she received was a small chocolate bar, a few pens, some sunglasses, and a loaf of bread. The young plus would be leaning over her shopping cart to see her prized possessions thus far.

After a few seconds she'd let out a bit of a tired sigh, hopping back down onto her feet and turning to face the different people in the street. With a bright smile, Julia would gladly call over to anyone willing to listen placing her hands together to both keep them warm and to occupy them due to her nervousness, "Good Afternoon! Does anyone have anything they wish to donate to the poor, or have anything they recently lost!"