I've gotten on the hurt Luigi bag wagon but none of them seam or feel right to me so I decided to make one myself.


Luigi stared as their brother was thanked over and over again for getting red of Bowser but of course everyone forgot that they had Helped as well , no one thanked Luigi for helping to get red of Bowser , not for helping Mario get over those huge gaps , no all anyone saw when they looked at Them was Mario's stupid little Brother. Everyone and they meant everyone including Mario thought they were a useless cowered because they got scared easily but everyone always forgot that they were only a child only ten years old not even a teenager yet.

That wasn't even the worst of it , everyone always forgot their gender thinking that they were a boy and it never did any good reminding people of this little fact as they always forgot in a few minutes anyways.

Luigi's life was awful , She has heard many people (and Toads) talking about how she was always in the way. She has even heard Mario and Princess Peach talking about how she was a cowered , Mario even told Peach about how they didn't really see Luigi as a little brother and it broke her heart that her big brother didn't care about her , Her big brother didn't love her. With tears in her eye's she ran home.

That day was the start of something , something that would one day come back to bite Mario in the butt. Luigi not knowing how to deal with what they heard tried to calm down while cooking but half way threw and she still didn't feel any better. She was lost in her thoughts that she accidentally cut her finger shocking her out of her thoughts before looking at the cut she was a little surprised with the fact it didn't hurt in fact it felt kinda good it took her mental pain away for at least a little bit , for the first time in a week she a small smile came to her face as they realized , she had found a way to help her coupe with all of her pain.

Luigi was only seven the first time she cut but that wasn't the last time and now with her being ten her arms were covered in scars. She had , had to stop wearing short sleeves not that anyone had noticed anyway.

And this is only the beginning


I don't own anything but the story and I hoped you like this is the first chapter of a new story I'm starting and hope you all like and review even a bad one I like knowing what you all think.