In Deep thought
By Serenity S. Moon
* Sailor Moon isn't mine, but this story is*
* Send reviews, questions, or comments to me at Serenity_smoon@yahoo.com*
My name is Serena Tsukino, everyone thinks they know me even Sets-chan thinks so. That is not the case, my life is very private, I believe the more obvious you are the less obvious you become. I taught myself to hide behind a mask of deception. I guess I should start from the beginning.
Ken and Ilene Tsukino are not my real parents. They adopted me when I was 13 years old. My real parents names where Katrina and Akira Hiroshi. My mother was French and my father, of course, was Japanese. My mother worked as a secretary to my father's car repair company. Katrina Hiroshi always had big expectations for me, how can't she when her little girl, at 7 years old, had the looks of a goddess.
My father was jealous. My mother was giving all of her attention to me and my dreams. Akira Hiroshi did not hate me but resented me, he did not understand the concept of a mother/daughter bond. In his own way he was a child.
One night when my mother went out to have tea with a couple of friends, he raped and beat me. I was 9 years old. He continued to rape and beat me for one year. My mother knew, of course, but was too scared to say anything. When I was ten I ran away. I lived the street, I did whatever I could to survive. And I mean anything and everything. It wasn't until I just turned 12 that a cop pulled me over and took me to jail. I was tried as a minor for prostitution and drug abuse. I spent three months at a local hospital and six months at rehab. At the hospital I met a nice nurse there. Her name was Ilene Tsukino. After rehab she and her family took me in. I changed my name from Serena Hiroshi to Tsukino. I wanted a new start. Nothing spectacular but different.
I hid myself from the world, deciding that if I didn't look as pretty as I did, if I wasn't so noticeable that no one would hurt me again.
I have friends now, I have a boyfriend, and a family. I protect the world. But I still have the pain of everything that has happened in my life.
I guess that's it, nothing much else to say.
As they say, the rest is history.
By Serenity S. Moon
* Sailor Moon isn't mine, but this story is*
* Send reviews, questions, or comments to me at Serenity_smoon@yahoo.com*
My name is Serena Tsukino, everyone thinks they know me even Sets-chan thinks so. That is not the case, my life is very private, I believe the more obvious you are the less obvious you become. I taught myself to hide behind a mask of deception. I guess I should start from the beginning.
Ken and Ilene Tsukino are not my real parents. They adopted me when I was 13 years old. My real parents names where Katrina and Akira Hiroshi. My mother was French and my father, of course, was Japanese. My mother worked as a secretary to my father's car repair company. Katrina Hiroshi always had big expectations for me, how can't she when her little girl, at 7 years old, had the looks of a goddess.
My father was jealous. My mother was giving all of her attention to me and my dreams. Akira Hiroshi did not hate me but resented me, he did not understand the concept of a mother/daughter bond. In his own way he was a child.
One night when my mother went out to have tea with a couple of friends, he raped and beat me. I was 9 years old. He continued to rape and beat me for one year. My mother knew, of course, but was too scared to say anything. When I was ten I ran away. I lived the street, I did whatever I could to survive. And I mean anything and everything. It wasn't until I just turned 12 that a cop pulled me over and took me to jail. I was tried as a minor for prostitution and drug abuse. I spent three months at a local hospital and six months at rehab. At the hospital I met a nice nurse there. Her name was Ilene Tsukino. After rehab she and her family took me in. I changed my name from Serena Hiroshi to Tsukino. I wanted a new start. Nothing spectacular but different.
I hid myself from the world, deciding that if I didn't look as pretty as I did, if I wasn't so noticeable that no one would hurt me again.
I have friends now, I have a boyfriend, and a family. I protect the world. But I still have the pain of everything that has happened in my life.
I guess that's it, nothing much else to say.
As they say, the rest is history.
