Hello wonderful readers of the internet!
I must warn thee that this is my first fanfic to be put online, so I'm kinda nervous about it even being here. This is just the prologue so not all the chapters will be this short. I'll be switching from POV to POV as much as I damn well please so you'll get a lot of switching from Gaara to Syu – she's my OC character – because I feel that different moments would be better portrayed through different people. Syu does happen to be my own little creation so I hope you like her (I tried to make her as awesome as I could but you never know what someone else's opinion will be). I haven't actually experienced any of this – i.e. cutting, rape, emotional problems – (even high school since I'm only an 8th grader) so if I get some details wrong along the way, feel free to inform me and I'll try to make the story better =).
Disclaimer: I own nada….. What, did you think I did? (P.S. you would definitely know if I did because there would be some BIG ASS changes)
So without further ado- enjoy my extremely short prologue.
Gaara
Have you ever felt like the only person you can relate to is yourself? Like God made a mistake in putting you on the earth and life would be better for everyone is you simply disappeared?
No? Well, me neither. But I did meet a girl who thought these things and worse; things normal people couldn't begin to understand.
She'd had horrible things happen to her, she lived in her own personal nightmare that never seemed to end. If anyone knew, they treated it as gossip, if they bothered to treat it as anything at all.
I met her by fluke, a real blip in an otherwise normal day. I'd helped her, even though she didn't want it. I hadn't realized afterwards how much help she really needed.
It was difficult, at first, to understand. This girl, she was crying out for someone, but when someone did come along, she'd put up a barrier. It was like she needed a listener yet had a fear of speaking.
I'm not sure how I came to play such a huge part in this story, but I'm glad I did.
You see, whoever 'up there' made us meet on that day knew what the hell they were doing. Because I wasn't just here to listen and know her story.
I was here to save her life.
~Brina-bot~
