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KRUSTY!
Please note I am watching the Simpsons!
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Anyways...
Oh yep, this will solely, fully, only focus on Zessica's past, there will be none of that from the 'audience'.
Ok, now back to the story!
Zessica: 5 Years old ( Ten years ago )
She was laying on the floor of a dirty attic, with rats around her and spiders in the corners.
"Why... Why does it still go on? I didn't do anything..." She only knew one thing, that they called her an 'Element' now, what was that? Was she one?
Tears slipped from her eyes, her pale, cracked lips only whispered.
Her body trembled, her wounds bled freely.
Her parents had beaten her, took photos, nearly sold her, nearly took her innocence, and nearly took her life with it. This always happened, nothing else seemed to have happened... It was all she could remember happen. She had only stayed in that one room all her life.
She tried to stand up, only to have her legs buckle under her. She started to drag herself with her hands, wincing every time it touched the floor.
She ended up in front of a wall, a wall covered in her blood. She slowly took a knife that led to a secret compartment, containing a small rucksack containing her clothes, some food, some money she found, bandages and a locket that contained a picture of her family, it was only her parents, she was all alone.
Even if they hurt her, she couldn't hate them. But she couldn't stay.
She reached the compartment, and wrapped the bandages around her, and brought the knife up.
"I need to get out of here..." She hacked the wall with the knife, her energy coming back to her.
"Oh no, they will be back soon!" She hacked the wall harder, a silently as she could.
"I-I don't want to stay here... NOOOOO!" Suddenly, the wall contorted, leaving a huge hole that led outside. She could feel her parents come up the stairs. She had no idea what was happening , but, she started to run, and didn't stop, dragging her rucksack behind her.
She never looked back... She couldn't.
Zessica: 7 Years old ( 8 years ago )
She didn't know where she was. Everyone was beating her. Why? She did nothing.
A man tried to rob her, but she was so angry that she didn't notice that her strange power went off. It didn't even hit him, but he screamed anyway. People came and started to beat her, that was over an hour ago. They were still at it, calling her names.
Why? Wherever she went, she kept on being hurt. She was scared, scared of all the things that weren't human, in the night. She hated it..
Suddenly, it stopped, and they all ran.
In front of her, was a boy, probably around her age, maybe older, with caramel hair and magenta eyes, his hand out to her. She held onto it tightly.
"Hi! I'm..." He said, the rest was blurred, she couldn't focus. But, instantly, she knew, that she had made her first friend. She told him her past, and he told her his.
"Wow! You truly are amazing!Hmm, can you do, that?" She asked him. He smiled and slid his hand over hers. It begun. They went up. His hand was so warm, she thought.
They finally reached the top of the tower.
"Wow..." The view in front of them was beautiful, it showed the whole city.
How could a city be beautiful yet so ugly...
He came over to her, and showed her the photos he made with something called a 'camera'.
He continued to show her the photos as they went to the old cinema. He lived there with an old man, he had no one else, like her. They then watched a movie together. She couldn't stop crying.
She stayed the night. They slept next to each other, their hands intertwined.
The next day, they were woken by the sound of destruction.
A strange robot was in front of their house. She used her power, but it did nothing.
The robot grabbed her.
"HELP!" He could only stand there...
He suddenly ran to her, trying to punch the robot, but it was useless.
She was suddenly thrown to the ground. Someone took her. She never saw him, or even said good-bye.
Zessica: 12 Years old ( 3 Years ago )
She was in the kitchen. A knife in her hand, covered in blood. Cuts covered her.
She was the main bully target. Everyone called her names, hitting her. It hurt her so.
She kept on her suicide attempts. 0 days clean, her record was 1 hour.
Everyone kept on stopping her from leaving.
WHY CAN'T SHE LEAVE?!
Zessica: 14 years old ( Last year )
Mykage left, all that happened re-appeared in her mind. Her eyes still glued to the mirror, cracked, like her. She shuffled her clothes, hiding her old scars. She stared to scratch out the mark on her forehead, blood flowing down her face, mixing with her tears.
Zessica: 15 years old ( Two weeks ago )
She had received a letter, telling her that her parents had died, tortured and murdered, raped and drugged, just like what they tried to do to her, but their punishment was completed.
She stared to laugh, and cry. She sounded like a maniac. She was finally free!
She wasn't some 'Element' or 'element user', she no-longer had an element left in her body, she was human! She was pure! 100% Free!
But, she couldn't help but miss them, she still loved them...
She brought her eyes to her unblemished skin, she also brought a knife...
Her love didn't love her, she was forgotten. It hurt, but the knife brought pure bliss to her, her only light in the day, the only colour she could see in her black and white world.
"Now do you understand?"
Gaah, sorry this is soo fast.
Anyways, I'm on time!
Only on person has read this... Gahh, this is upsetting, but perfectly understandable.
I'm out dudes...