Love Cross
The unreliable portal finally spat me out. Dirt and dust filled my, already dry, mouth. God my life really sucked sometimes! I pulled myself off the ground and gave myself a once-over. My hands were scraped, and I had a slight bruise on my left knee. It was nothing. The pathetic wounds would close momentarily. Compared to some of the cuts and bruises I had received in my dangerous lifestyle, this was literally a small cut! Some of those bruises had taken hours to cure, if not more.
I was 'found'at the age of seven.
I had been alone in my personal park (as usual) and I had been apathetically swinging on a swing. It wasn't really my park, but no one else ever came here, and when I say no one, I mean no one. This was probably for the sad reason that I was there. I tended to scare people. Well, not scare exactly… However, people always seemed to avoid me, and stay away from me.
It was at that moment, that the most unique, yet beautiful smell filled my mind. I was mysteriously drawn and hypnotised to it. My senses had always been slightly stronger then everyone else's (not that they knew that), so I could tell that this smell wasn't particularly near to me. I followed the unique smell, searching for its source…