~first fanfic attempt, please let me know how it is p.s. I know it is short
Alone in the world, that's how it has to be, how it has always needed to be. I can't remember how my life used to be, it was too painful. I blocked it out and started again, but you can't run away from your past forever. When it catches up to you, like it always does, it will be worse than it ever was before.
This is what I thought, and now that it happened, it's worse than I imagined. But I can't change that now, no matter how much I want to I can't change the past. This is my story, the horror story that is my life.
Just like every other day at the institute, I haven't gotten any sleep. I'm the first one to take a shower and then I reapply my goth make-up before anyone can see the real me. I never want to let anyone get that close to me again, if it even is the real me inside my head anymore. That's one of the problem's with my curse, it changes my very soul, my being. It makes me insane, if it wasn't for the mental aspect to my absorption, I wouldn't subject myself to staying at the institute. It's not like the professor has ever tried to help me control my powers, he just makes sure I don't go insane, but who's to say I haven't already. Now that everyone's up, I head to the danger room session to get it overwith, but Logan won't let me go that easy. Since my power relies on being able to get close enough to touch, he puts me threw extra martial arts and stealth training. I have to be a perfect weapon for the team, not a person with feelings, but the ice-queen weapon known only to them as rogue.
My life wasn't always this harsh and routine, but this is much better than what I was put through, the real me - Marie, Marie Anastasia O'Donnel. Marie was naïve, but that did not last long. The life I had wasn't peaceful for long. Not with the family I grew up with in Mississippi. It took me forever to remember who I was, what happened in my childhood, now I know why I tried so hard to forget.
Alone in the world, that's how it has to be, how it has always needed to be. I can't remember how my life used to be, it was too painful. I blocked it out and started again, but you can't run away from your past forever. When it catches up to you, like it always does, it will be worse than it ever was before.
This is what I thought, and now that it happened, it's worse than I imagined. But I can't change that now, no matter how much I want to I can't change the past. This is my story, the horror story that is my life.
Just like every other day at the institute, I haven't gotten any sleep. I'm the first one to take a shower and then I reapply my goth make-up before anyone can see the real me. I never want to let anyone get that close to me again, if it even is the real me inside my head anymore. That's one of the problem's with my curse, it changes my very soul, my being. It makes me insane, if it wasn't for the mental aspect to my absorption, I wouldn't subject myself to staying at the institute. It's not like the professor has ever tried to help me control my powers, he just makes sure I don't go insane, but who's to say I haven't already. Now that everyone's up, I head to the danger room session to get it overwith, but Logan won't let me go that easy. Since my power relies on being able to get close enough to touch, he puts me threw extra martial arts and stealth training. I have to be a perfect weapon for the team, not a person with feelings, but the ice-queen weapon known only to them as rogue.
My life wasn't always this harsh and routine, but this is much better than what I was put through, the real me - Marie, Marie Anastasia O'Donnel. Marie was naïve, but that did not last long. The life I had wasn't peaceful for long. Not with the family I grew up with in Mississippi. It took me forever to remember who I was, what happened in my childhood, now I know why I tried so hard to forget.