PinkNinja: I do not own KH in any way! Anyhow, please read and enjoy!


Sora's P.O.V.

"Help me..." I croaked out. My father looked at me with disgust. There was a knife deep in my foot. I couldn't move.

"I'm not going to help a DEMON!" He spat out. I looked at him with wide eyes.

"D-demon? M-mommy? W-why is he-"

"DON'T TALK TO ME! I DID NOT GIVE BIRTH TO YOU!" I looked at my mom.

"W-what? W-why?" Tears were escaping from my eyes. My left eye was crying out blood as my right were actual tears. They both looked at me with hatred. The blood was seeping out of my bandage. They just kept staring as if I was something unholy. Why can't anyone just love me? I just want to be loved. But I'm a monster. I'm cursed. I shouldn't be here. Someone... anyone.. help me.


I awoke from my sleep and got ready for school. That dream was haunting me again. I looked into the mirror and saw myself with so much hate. There was a bandage on my left eye to cover it as I didn't want to see it. I had another bandage on my right foot from the deep scar. And one more wrapped around my stomach from the many cuts there. These cuts remind me of who I really am. Not normal. I dress myself and head to the living room.

"Good morning honey. How are you feeling?" My mom said to me. She had adopted me with her husband. But why me? With these scars, I am a freak.

"I'm good mom." I told her. Her name was Aerith Gainsborough and her husband's was Zack Fair. They were nice enough to adopt me considering that I had bandages. When I had asked them why they had chose me instead of some other kid and the answer they gave me was simply like this, 'I felt something special about you that day and we couldn't help but get you!' It made me happy that I was chosen but I remembered what happened to my real ones. I shook my head trying to just forget and sat down and ate my breakfast. After I was done, I got up and left with a goodbye to my mom. I reached to school and sat down in my seat. I had no friends because of my... scars and I also get bullied for it too. But I don't really care. As usual, I was the earliest and I sat on my table just waiting until everyone else were to come in and for class to begin. Another boring day was to start.


PinkNinja: Okay, this was on my mind for a while and I just wanted to write it out. I will continue this somehow and I will continue my other stories too.