Hey! People did like my story! AWESOME!

So, I will now make this a PROPER STORY!

Readers: "Yay!"

Reviewers:

Phishy2: "I'm glad it make you cry...I'm glad you like it. I'm glad you are annoying...

The Esperandote: (is that how you spell it?) "I didn't say I was gonna make her good...MWAHAHAAHA! But she won't be evil, I can give you that much.

God, more people like Terra than I thought. This will be from Terra's point of view.

You know me as the evil one, the betrayer. You know me as the one who found their weaknesses and exploited them. You know me as the girl who turned to stone. You know me as the girl who was turned back to normal by her friends, but then rejected by them. You know me as the one who killed so many lives. You know me as…Terra.

I'm sorry, so sorry. I don't know why I did it. Please forgive me.

Why should you?

I am the hated one. Why should you like me? I'm a dumb-blonde as most people me, cursed with this terrible power. I want to be normal.

But I'm not. I never will be. I'm different. Strange. A freak.

It all started a while back. It seems like a distant dream, long forgotten. My parents loved me. I was so happy. We used to take walks down the beach every weekend. If I close my eyes, I can still feel the sunshine streaming through me hair, the cold yet wonderful sensation of the water under my feet. My mother's laugh, that was distinctive too. And my dad used to pick me up and throw me in the air. We had such good times.

And my brother. My protector. He called me Princess and I felt beautiful. He used to play with me and read to me. We would pretend I was a queen and he was my servant.

And then he died.

It was so sudden. He got cancer.

FLASHBACK

"Come on James," I sobbed. It was raining. James looked so pale. He smiled and placed my strong healthy hand in his own frail ones.

"Princess," he said, his own voice barely a whisper. "Be good."

"James," I said, tears flooding my vision. "You can do it. Get up." He smiled and his eyes shut.

"JAMES!" I screamed. "COME BACK…come back…" They dragged me from the room.

END FLASHBACK

They wouldn't let me go see him. A terrible anger surged inside of me one day. I ran out and the house collapsed, with them inside. I murdered my own parents. Let's just say I was never the same after...

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