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Jester's POV
I only hear the soft sounds of the rain when i ran out of my 'room'. I remembered only blood from my memories but the rest were only a blur.
The streets were buzzing with vehicles and nobody noticed my dark figure limping through the dark streets. my eyes wavered as my head felt lighter and lighter, my eye unfocused.
Oh god. I think i am going to die here..
My hand clenched on my stomach, hoping to somehow fill the holes of blood through my leather shirt or cover them up so people don't think I was some suspicious person. It did not even matter because the next thing i knew was blank than i fell into a deep sleep.
In the middle of the night, i. Jester, fell into my father's old trap.
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Savior
Randommy first story. Jester gets her first look about the world outside when she escaped from her little prison that her father built specially for her. Supernatural WARNING~ MAY CONTAIN ABUSIVE LANGUAGE
