Disclaimer: Wish I owned KND because then I'd be able to afford my own
clothes with the profits, but that is sadly not the case (and that doesn't
mean I go around naked, you fools. It just means I have to rely on my
mother's absolutely abysmal sense of fashion)
Note Bene: I was plotbunnied! Blame the evil plot bunnies, they made me do this!
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It was dark and I was cold. I wouldn't usually be outside at night in the middle of winter but I'd had a row with my parents again ending up with my mother screaming that she wished I'd never been born. Such a sweet tempered woman.
I've had enough. I've got a blanket and all my savings with me, as well as some stuff I nicked from the fridge. I don't want to see them ever again. I hate them.
And him. I hate him even more than I hate them. He came in to my room last night. He told me he'd heard me crying. In my sleep. He put his face right up close to mine and told me he'd heard me whimpering. I've had enough. I want out.
They're playing loud music two blocks over. I think it's the Katz family. They've got two daughters, twins they are, who are in the KND though I forget where they're posted.
I'm never going back. Never. They can get the police to look for me, I don't care. I'm staying over at the treehouse. At least in my bedroom there no one can hear me whimpering. I have a reason to whimper. And it's nothing to do with him. He's just a factor that makes it worse.
I hate him. I hate him so much. He was always the favourite. He was always the shining example in my mother's eyes and my father's pride. Why didn't they love me like they loved him? Because he followed their footsteps. I didn't. He was always sycophantic, sucking up to adults. I said hello out of politeness that I didn't feel.
As I stormed past the Nature Reserve I heard a howl. Odd. There aren't many wolves around here, not even in the Reserve. I shrugged it away. Probably a stray dog.
I hate him. Say I'm consumed. I don't care anymore. I don't care what happens to me. I'm not worth anything anyway. No one cares. Huh.
Medicine is the only thing I'm good at but they will never pay for me to go to a university to learn it so I may as well put myself out of my misery. I hate them all.
The howl rung across the otherwise silent night again. Without quite realising why, I glanced up.
The full moon stood out prominently in the night sky.
Note Bene: I was plotbunnied! Blame the evil plot bunnies, they made me do this!
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It was dark and I was cold. I wouldn't usually be outside at night in the middle of winter but I'd had a row with my parents again ending up with my mother screaming that she wished I'd never been born. Such a sweet tempered woman.
I've had enough. I've got a blanket and all my savings with me, as well as some stuff I nicked from the fridge. I don't want to see them ever again. I hate them.
And him. I hate him even more than I hate them. He came in to my room last night. He told me he'd heard me crying. In my sleep. He put his face right up close to mine and told me he'd heard me whimpering. I've had enough. I want out.
They're playing loud music two blocks over. I think it's the Katz family. They've got two daughters, twins they are, who are in the KND though I forget where they're posted.
I'm never going back. Never. They can get the police to look for me, I don't care. I'm staying over at the treehouse. At least in my bedroom there no one can hear me whimpering. I have a reason to whimper. And it's nothing to do with him. He's just a factor that makes it worse.
I hate him. I hate him so much. He was always the favourite. He was always the shining example in my mother's eyes and my father's pride. Why didn't they love me like they loved him? Because he followed their footsteps. I didn't. He was always sycophantic, sucking up to adults. I said hello out of politeness that I didn't feel.
As I stormed past the Nature Reserve I heard a howl. Odd. There aren't many wolves around here, not even in the Reserve. I shrugged it away. Probably a stray dog.
I hate him. Say I'm consumed. I don't care anymore. I don't care what happens to me. I'm not worth anything anyway. No one cares. Huh.
Medicine is the only thing I'm good at but they will never pay for me to go to a university to learn it so I may as well put myself out of my misery. I hate them all.
The howl rung across the otherwise silent night again. Without quite realising why, I glanced up.
The full moon stood out prominently in the night sky.