I was running. Run run run it's the only thing i was taught to do.
"Mom, I don't want to run my whole life!"
"It's always best to run! you know that!"
"Why don't you teach me self defence or how to use a weapon?! It could help!"
"You know I can't do that. Mospel, I am doing this for your safety!"
You see a raider you run. You see a military man you run. you see a homophobic person you run.
Oh sorry you need an explanation. You see, the country has been trying to get rid of "imperfections'' . those being anyone with mental illness, weak immune systems, disabilities, being part of the lgbtq+ community etc.
"Mom, I'm going to teach myself to do it myself if you don't teach me yourself."
"Why would you do that when you could get away easily?"
I myself am a nonbianary gay person.
"I want to protect myself."
My mum looks furious
"I GAVE BIRTH TO YOU AND NOW YOU DISRESPECT ME?!"
She is drunk again.
"Mom, calm down"
She leaves the room
"Mum what are you doing?"
She comes running back with a few knives
"Mom?"
she throws one.
I dodge
"WHAT THE FUCK MOM"
"GET OUT OF THIS DAMN HOUSE YOU UNGRATEFUL LITTLE BITCH!!"
"Oh."
"GET OUT."
I leave knowing she won't regret this later.this happens on a regular basis now.im the only thing holding her back from going inside the wall.
Oh this is what i look like!
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After I had finished packing my clothing and some food, I left. I know she despises me.
"FUCK YOU MUM" i yell.
I run into the woods since I have a better chance of surviving out there than near the wall. All that's going through my head is "run run run run run run run run run run run run..." doing the thing i was taught to do ever since i was young.i keep running until something catches my eye. A metallic door. On a tree. Afew miles in the woods. Strange.
I open the door to come face to face with a ladderso like any sensible person I... climb down the ladder to find a nicely furnished bunker with two flags. A pan flag and a demiboy flag. I continue to look around until I am hit in the back with a firm kick causing me to fall. I roll onto my back to catch my breath. Only to get another firm kick but this time to my ribs.i just give up and stop moving figuring it's not worth fighting they are stronger than me.
"How did you find this place?"
I look up to see a lovely looking elf. Elf? The sharp teeth remind me of a goblin.
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a/n:he has teeth much like kirishima from mha
Their eyes are covered by their curly hair
"I was running away from my house because my mother kicked me out."
"Bullshit"
"It's the truth!"
"Prove it"
"How?"
"What is your sexuality? Name? Gender?"
"I am mosspel i am nonbinary and panromantic"
"Race?"
"I am an elf"
"OI 265 ARE THEY LYING AT ALL?!"
I flinched at the sudden sound and almost immediately got up to run out of that room into the hallway. I tried running but the person that found me in the bunker quickly grabbed me by the neck, choking me. The choking caused me to panic.
"STOP FUCKING STRUGGLING!"
I kept struggling. I don't want to die, not like this! I'm so scared I'm not even worried about my loss of air. I kept fighting.
"YOU ARE GOING TO PASS OUT IF YOU KEEP THIS UP!"
I kicked them in the stomach forcing them to let go of me.i gasped for air and made a break for it. The hallway kept going and going until I hit a dead end. I saw it and went to it. Once i got to it i stopped and curled into a ball covering my neck.
"HEY COME BACK HERE I KNOW YOUR NOT LYING NOW I WON'T HURT YOU"
My body refused to move , I just lay there crying ,terrified.Thinking "they're going to catch me and torture me"
They walk up to me hearing me sobbing and seeing me shaking.
"..."
??? pov
I ran down the hall after them but they were fast so I stopped knowing this hallway was a dead end. I up to the person to see them in a ball shaking and sobbing. I don't know what to say. They seem to be having a panic attack. So i take a few steps back and sit down
"I'm not going to hurt you." i say sternly but gently. I understand why they are scared they were probably in a bad home the yelling and choking must have scared them to this point.
CAN YOU BLAME ME?? ITS LIFE OR DEATH OUT HERE!
"I-im so-sorry i-i was scar-ed i did-didn't know what t-to do.." mospel says/crys.
