Forget.... Everything - by Kendy Son

I won't put any l'il gay intro... as I call them (No offense to gay ppl, I actually am half gay!! Duh!).

This fanfik is about mature subject..

Fragile people shouldn't read...

Rape.. Abuse.. Pain.. Beating.. Mal-nutrition.. and Mental games..

Stacy (Ken) is writing a serious fikky... please don't laugh at me........

I Dunnot own DBZ, Gravitation or any other things I don't own in this.

......Forget.... Everything.....

I was born in a land unknown to me.. Growing up has been a pain..

Hello, my name is Bura Shindou.. And I'm here to tell you my story...

"Don't try to hide from me you rat!!" yelled the mother of a 4 years old girl. The young one, hiding under the basement stairs, knew her mother was going to find her. Yet she still tried to find different hiding spot everytime she was told she had done something bad. "You know I'm going to find you!!" she yelled from the hallway just above the young child. Shivering, the small girl was trying her best not to make any sound.

She was caught playing ball, with another young boy, when her mother came to pick her up at the kindergarden. That was the reason the mother was going to hurt her child. Her hiding gave a reason for her father to 'hurt her'. "Bura Shindou!! If you don't get out of there I will kill you!!" the small Bura's eyes started to water. She did not want to be hurt, like all those other times.

"If you're in your Dad's office I'll tell him!! Unless you come out NOW!!" the mother stated towards the door of the basement. Those words freaked the young one out. Bura knew her father would kill her if he ever knew that she was in his office. Walking slowly out of the darkness the small one walked up the wooden stairs, as them old pieces of wood creaked under her small weigh.

The mother atop the stairs smile the most sadistic smile as the door slowly openned. She saw the young girl's eye appear in the darkness. She loved the fact that she controled everything about her. Bura looked at her mother. "Mommy.. I won't play ball with Marc anymore.. I promise.." she said in the sweetest voice ever. No one could resist a small child's plea.. unless they were mentally ill.

"Never will you go at that kindergarden again!!" raged the mother. She grabbed the small child by her beautiful green hair, and dragged her to the livingroom. "Mother please, it hurts, mother" the small Bura whimpered. The mother carelessly continued her way, as if the child was a meer doll.

"You will never play again!! You will never laugh like you did, never!!" yelled the mother as she pulled down her childs pants, to make sure nothing would protect the young girls skin. "I promise mother!! I promise.." the young one screamed.

"Promises!! Promises!! I hate it when you promise to me!!" the mother then started her assault on the green haired infant. Slapping her with a small leather whip. Bura layed on her mother's lap, her ass bare as the whip made it's affect on her. Bura knew that if she yelled her mother would tell her father that she went in his office, just for her pleasure.

The mother did not mind if the child cried. As long as she would not scream in pain. The mother knew what the father did. But she did not care. The child was not hers.

She would do anything to make me hurt. I still remember her name. I remember his name. I tried as hard as I could to forget, but I remember everything about my childhood.

Ask any teenager what he did when he was four, he can't remember it as well as I can. I remember every feeling, every emotion, every smell, every touch, every everything...

"Stop crying!!" he said, his heavy drunken breath on the 6 year old girls neck..

I could never forget. Nor the pain, nor the humiliation.. everything. I can't forgive anyone. Nobody that has cause me pain will be forgiven, or forgotten..

"I'm not going home.. I'm not going home.. I'm not going home..." whispered one of the 2nd grader. Instead of walking towards her house, she started to walk the other way. Staring at the ground, the girl hoped nobody would question her. Her goal.. police departement. On that morning the mother had punched her for getting up 4 minutes late. She could not see out of one of her eye.

"I can make it.. I can make it.." being only 7 she hoped she could make it to her goal. She started to smile as she saw the big building ahead of her. "I'll make it.. I'm almost there.." she walked infront of the big doors, not that they were big, but she was small and short for her age. She tried to push the big door, but it did not work.

She had then remembered that you had to pull. Reaching up she tried to grab the handle. To short, she looked really amusing.

After a few attempts she gave up and began to cry. A police lady had noticed her reaching for the handle. She openned the door for the small girl and kneeled in front of her.

Bura recognize the police suit, she held her arms out. The lady picked her up and held her tightly. The door closed as the two of them made their way in. "Hey Joey! I didn't know you had a child!!" laughed one of the guards.

"She's not mine.. she was trying to get inside.." she answered walking towards a couch. She put down the crying girl. "What your name?" she asked gently. "And what happenned to your eye?" she asked in the same soft motherly voice. "My mother..." she answered to the second question. "Your mother did this to you? How? Why?" she asked a little startled. "With her knuckles.. because I was late out of bed.." she answered. The blond lady was beyond rage! How could a parent do that to a poor child.

"You have a kid Joey!! Good to know!!" she didn't even looked up at her partner. A man with black spiky hair walked up to her. "God! You hit her or what?!" he asked shocked when he saw the girl's face.

"Goten you Doofus!! She's not mine.. Her mother did this to her.." Goten kneeled and approached his hand towards the bruise. Not anywhere near it and the girl was already backing away, towards Joey. "Go away Doofus!! You're scaring her!" Joey lifted up the child and held her tighly.

"Everything is going to be okay.."

Nothing, Joey.. Nothing was okay.... Nothing is ever okay......