A/N: A story that came to my mind.This may only be a 3 chappter story
because i'm too lasy to right a one shot. but this will do!
~~++~++~++KAG.'s pov.~++~++~
My alarm clock buzed in my hears like a drumb waking me up from one of my many dark and evil dreams. I wasn't scared of them anymore for they really ment nothing to me. I very rarely have good dreams. It's always either blank/emotionsless or dark/evil. How offten I used to wish my life was normal and regular and these dreams would stop haunting me.
Picking myself up from my dark navy sheet and black pillow, I sliped on my red fussy slippers on to my ice cold feet. How normal this is.Everymoring I wake up to this. A empty room.Empty Heart and soul and a lifeless house. I walk quickly but in a way slowly to the washroom where I will spen 30min of my 2 hours getting ready for the world.
You couldn't tell by looking at my but I am a punk. Most people find that out the hard way. Somehow everytime I beet the living crap out of someone, I feel sorry and half regret what i've just done. Kids all around me stareing at me like i'm some kind of freak.Someone different from everyone else. That's not the thing that hurts my.Them thinking that. What hurts is I know it's true.
Being a half miko and quarter evil and quarter angelic. I'm something people call a miko angelic demon. It seems like nothing to most people but,They don't know my whole story.I wasn't ever born like this.I was just a Miko,Nothing more.How I wish that was still the case but no!
I can't control my emotions when I wake up.In doing so,I hurt my younger brother. I love him to death but that little word...Death....It made my sences want to kill him.Why....Why me! Being afraid of me,My mother and brother had to leave me. I had to tell them to as well cause I didn't want to hurt them in case something should ever happen. I miss you so much
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Sitting on the toilet crying my eyes out until I have one hour left to get ready for school. I rub my eyes with my wet hands and stood up looking at my reflection. Cool and plain.
My face is soft and delicate,I will say that much but it's very pale and lifeless. My eyes are a dark brown and seem to get darker as time passes by.Sometimes when I look at my eyes I think I see the little Demon in me.It's like looking into holes.My eyes are so emotionless.How I wish for them to be so cheery like everyone else.Full of live and volume. Jet Black. It's doesn't help. Having this jet black hair. It makes me more evil.No..I don't want to look evil.I want to look kind hearted and happy,careless,loving,cheerfull.....Everything I'm not.
Reaching for my blight blue eyes liner I apply it to my eyes trying to give it some life. I look a bit happier but something is still missing.Looking around I apply a thin coat of pink eye shadow and lip gloss. This must be my lucky day cause I look happy. I hope today I can keep my emotions looked up as well as my demon and unlock my inner angel.
Returning to my room,slipping off my red slippers and slip into some tight,riding up your rear jeans. They are tight but I know once I sit for a bit they will strech out.No doubt about that. I slip on a very dark blue almost black shirt over my pink bra. I look myself over in the mirror happily.I smile in what seems like years but only a couple days.My smile quickly vanishes as I think.' How many kids will i attract to beet up in this outfit.' I feel tears forming in my eyes.I quickly shake them off and slip on some thongs on to my feet and walk down the stairs grabbing my keys and running out the door.
That one word keep running over and over in my mind.'Normal.' Soemthing I'm not.I keep getting myself down. How I wish someone could help me.
A/N: Yes a bit sadning..that's gonna last for a bit.Well please review and I'll update sooner.Thankies!!
~~++~++~++KAG.'s pov.~++~++~
My alarm clock buzed in my hears like a drumb waking me up from one of my many dark and evil dreams. I wasn't scared of them anymore for they really ment nothing to me. I very rarely have good dreams. It's always either blank/emotionsless or dark/evil. How offten I used to wish my life was normal and regular and these dreams would stop haunting me.
Picking myself up from my dark navy sheet and black pillow, I sliped on my red fussy slippers on to my ice cold feet. How normal this is.Everymoring I wake up to this. A empty room.Empty Heart and soul and a lifeless house. I walk quickly but in a way slowly to the washroom where I will spen 30min of my 2 hours getting ready for the world.
You couldn't tell by looking at my but I am a punk. Most people find that out the hard way. Somehow everytime I beet the living crap out of someone, I feel sorry and half regret what i've just done. Kids all around me stareing at me like i'm some kind of freak.Someone different from everyone else. That's not the thing that hurts my.Them thinking that. What hurts is I know it's true.
Being a half miko and quarter evil and quarter angelic. I'm something people call a miko angelic demon. It seems like nothing to most people but,They don't know my whole story.I wasn't ever born like this.I was just a Miko,Nothing more.How I wish that was still the case but no!
I can't control my emotions when I wake up.In doing so,I hurt my younger brother. I love him to death but that little word...Death....It made my sences want to kill him.Why....Why me! Being afraid of me,My mother and brother had to leave me. I had to tell them to as well cause I didn't want to hurt them in case something should ever happen. I miss you so much
~~~~~
Sitting on the toilet crying my eyes out until I have one hour left to get ready for school. I rub my eyes with my wet hands and stood up looking at my reflection. Cool and plain.
My face is soft and delicate,I will say that much but it's very pale and lifeless. My eyes are a dark brown and seem to get darker as time passes by.Sometimes when I look at my eyes I think I see the little Demon in me.It's like looking into holes.My eyes are so emotionless.How I wish for them to be so cheery like everyone else.Full of live and volume. Jet Black. It's doesn't help. Having this jet black hair. It makes me more evil.No..I don't want to look evil.I want to look kind hearted and happy,careless,loving,cheerfull.....Everything I'm not.
Reaching for my blight blue eyes liner I apply it to my eyes trying to give it some life. I look a bit happier but something is still missing.Looking around I apply a thin coat of pink eye shadow and lip gloss. This must be my lucky day cause I look happy. I hope today I can keep my emotions looked up as well as my demon and unlock my inner angel.
Returning to my room,slipping off my red slippers and slip into some tight,riding up your rear jeans. They are tight but I know once I sit for a bit they will strech out.No doubt about that. I slip on a very dark blue almost black shirt over my pink bra. I look myself over in the mirror happily.I smile in what seems like years but only a couple days.My smile quickly vanishes as I think.' How many kids will i attract to beet up in this outfit.' I feel tears forming in my eyes.I quickly shake them off and slip on some thongs on to my feet and walk down the stairs grabbing my keys and running out the door.
That one word keep running over and over in my mind.'Normal.' Soemthing I'm not.I keep getting myself down. How I wish someone could help me.
A/N: Yes a bit sadning..that's gonna last for a bit.Well please review and I'll update sooner.Thankies!!
