hey y'all a new story and a moral. guess it and you get a cookie.
Only a Child
"It's a little too late
to say that you're sorry now..."
Who really cares? It ain't me and sure isn't my family. I haven't gotten a damn thing all my life for anything. Well, at least after Mom died after that everyone changed. They hated me, they all did. The man who sired me, my twin who's nothing like me, and my jackass of a brother all hated me, and you no what I could care less.
Today was the day that I decided years ago that I will become my own, grow out of my family's shadow, live my own damn life. There's only one man who could help me on the earth, Urahara Kisuke, a retarded shop keeper who just happens to be a shinigami. I couldn't be more lucky. I just hopes he helps me. . .
-oOo-
''No,'' he said.
''WHAT! WHY!'' I yelled at him.
''Because your only a child–''
''Only a child! I have been practically raising my self since I was three and you say I'm only a child,'' I snarled at him. Just to make my day worse Ichigo walked right in.
''Karin, I'm so sorry,'' he started,''I never meant to let that happen.'' I just turned and started to walk away. ''Karin, plea–''
''No, it's a little too late to say that you're sorry now.'' And with those words I swept out of the room and there life forever. . .
-oOo- 3 months later -oOo-
''NO!'' the word tore through my throat, but no matter how much I struggled or begged nothing would deter the man desecrating my body.
-oOo- 10 months later -oOo-
Looks like forever never lasts. Here I am 18 standing in front of the front door of hose I said I would never see again. What other choice did I have, I'm pregnant, I have no money and I am scared shitless of becoming a single mother. Well promises were meant to be broken. . .
so guess the moral. come on if its right ill give you a cookie