Hello everyone, and welcome to my new story! :D So this is another OC story, I hope you like cause she is probably my favorite one out of all of mine. Just a warning, this is my crazy girl so there will be a bit of gore and violence. This story is also written in first person (So sorry if that a little strange.)
Anyway, Please enjoy and review at the end. I really want to know what I could do to improve~!
Chapter One
I never knew the love of a family; I was passed around from family member to family member. Each one throwing me out after a month, they said that my eyes held a darkness they didn't want to be near. It was like this until I was eight. That is when I met the family who ignored the so-called darkness. The mother was a pretty blond. She has emerald-green eyes, and the kindest smile I had ever seen. The father was a bit of a drinker, but nice otherwise. He would take me out and show me the world that the others tried to hide from me. They also had a little girl. She was six years old; long brown hair and eyes that where almost a teal color. At first I didn't know what to do with her. I was used to being locked in a room, no human contact… But there she was, always holding my hand, looking at me as if I could change the world.
"Amy…" She whispered one night that it was storming. I sat up in my bed, holding out my arms for her. She ran up, her stuffed bunny I had fixed so many time tight in her arms. I wrapped my arms around her, lying down and holding her tight.
"It will be alright, Ann. I got you." I always told her that. She smiled at me, complete trust in me.
"You are a great person, sissy. Don't ever change… I don't want to lose you." Those words rang in my head as I watched her fall asleep. I smiled, nuzzling my face into her hair. She was my new reason to live, and I would never let her go.
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