Ok so this is the prolouge the profile on my character (oc) will be in my bio. or you could replace my oc woth yours. whatever
Here I was in this white room,in this really tight jacket. Heck, it was so tight I couldnt even move my arms. I swear this is going to be my demise. At least that's what I thought.
The only thing that stood out of this room would probably my outfit. The top of a red sweater with red jeans and a pair of silver, sparkly converse. And probably my face. My blood stained face.
Wondering why Im here?
This is my story.
This is not a bed time story.
This involves me.
And you do not want to know me.