Monster…
She wasn't human. She knew that. But why did everyone hate her for it. She didn't choose to be this way. She didn't ask to be born a monster. That is what they would call her.
Freak…
She would cry every night. Why did people hate her? She would ask herself. Tears would stream down her cheeks. Even her family hated her.
Outsider…
She felt so alone there. No one was like. No one accepted. She looked like everyone in face and body. But only two things separated her from the other. Two things she could easily hide. But even when hiding, people would run away from her.
One night she ran away. Away from the names. Away from the crude stares. Away from the hate of everyone around her. Her neighbors. Her classmates. Her teachers. Her family. Away from everything that hurt her and hated her. They wished from her to have never been born. They even told her that. She was different and they didn't like that. So she ran away.
She was only nine. She didn't understand the hatred surrounding her and growing everyday. She never learned how to ignore it and go on with her life. No one taught her that. So she ran. But where to? She didn't think that part through. She had no where to go. She had no one to take care of her. At least with her parents, they feed her and clothed her and kept a shelter over her head. She now had to take care of herself. Could she do that? She had no clue how to fend for herself. But she had to try. Her village would never take her back now that she ran away. She had given them what they wanted. A reason to get rid of her.
"Looky here," said a sudden voice.
The little girl turned around, scared of the voice in the darkness. A figure emerged from the shadows surrounding her. It was boy, much older and bigger than her. He had to be around 14 or 15. There were two other guys with him.
"A poor, defenseless kitten," he stated.
A black strand of his hair fell in front of his evil, grinning face.
"What are you doing out here all by yourself?" he asked.
She couldn't answer him. She wanted to run. But he could easily catch up to her. Even if he couldn't, one of his pals would. Besides her legs wouldn't move. She was to afraid.
"Well..." he grew closer and closer.
She was shaking. She was terrified. She closed her eyes and waited for the attack. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder. She slowly opened her eyes. Some tears escaped when she looked to see who grabbed her shoulder. It was another boy. Different from the others. He had a kind face.
"She isn't alone," he said. "Now get lost or you can wait for my village to come too."
The trio shook there heads and glared at the boy standing beside her. The relucenty left her alone. The boy turned to her and smiled a kind and heart warming type of smile.
"Why are you out here?" he asked. "You are to young to defend yourself properly and you will get hurt."
She wiped her eyes and looked at him.
"I was running away," she answered.
"I don't know why you were running away," he said. "But why don't you tell me over some warm tea. My mom can make some back at the house."
He held out his hand to her. She gently placed her hand in his.
"So what's your name anyway?" he asked.
"Ichigo," she answered.
