Hey y'all! Just something I thought up. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Do I look like a guy to you?
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"I don't care! Monsters are taking this place apart! It's all her fault!"
"Now dear, please be reasonable-"
"How can I be reasonable when my family is in constant danger!? That girl is nothing but trouble!"
"I-"
"Remember last time at the park! That hideous thing came after us!"
A seven year old Annabeth stood quietly in the shadows of the doorway, listening. It was obvious that her step mother didn't care for her, and apparently, neither did her father. He was just standing there, listening to the witch shouting insult after hurtful insult about her. He wasn't even trying to defend her!
If she was normal, her mom wouldn't hate her. Her Dad wouldn't ignore her. Her brother wouldn't avoid her. Why am I different? Why do monsters attack me?
Annabeth was drawn out of her thoughts by a single sentence.
"We'd all be better off if she hadn't been born!"
The small blond girl silently backed away, tears welling p in her eyes and threatening to spill out. Well, I don't want them either. I don't need anybody. I would be better off without them.
She shouldered the tiny knapsack and sadly climbed out of the window before disappearing into the night.
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R&R!