a mark that never fades.2

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my eyes hurt, my mascara stained my face as i sobbed. mom is dead, i have no one. after pulling it together after what must have been a few hours, i brought myself up to my feat and headed to the cemetery to walk through to think how i will move on from this, and how i am going to provide for myself since i am not old enough to work full time since i have school.

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its quiet here, i would have shown mom my secret area near here. a snap could be heard behind me, so stopping in a yellow hoodie from gap, i looked back. the sunset air nipping my skin beneath blue navy genes, and my goth high heeled shoes skirting the dirt as a pair of milky eyes staring at me  from behind a dark mask. a glisten sparked in their hand, the minute they stepped forward i knew they wanted me dead.

using my abnormal streangth in my legs to propel myself out of there, so sure i would eave them in the dust since i am not fully human! before i could even smell the fresh cut grass of home, i felt something hit me in the back! pain scorched my body as i fell to the dirt!

"I'm sorry Yue!"i heard a familiar voice say, they are one of moms friends! why would she do this?! "i hope you and Yuki can one day forgive us, it was the only way to send you both to your proper home."

wanting to scream 'WHY IN HELL WOULD WE FORGIVE YOU BITCH?!', but i felt myself slip away, and leave my body behind. feeling my hand burn, and a cold blast swarm me i knew i was dead. i closed my eyes as my pink hair with light blue streaks in a tight ponytail swirl in the wind. i wanted to go home to mom, but i know she is dead.

feeling dread, i wanted this to all be a bad dream. instead of forever floating, my feet touched a flat surface. i open my eyes ready to cry in moms arms, i see a dark area. one way to go, my hand is in a lot of pain though.

lifting my blossom pink skinned hand up to me ruby red eyes, and there, the roman number for one was singed into my flesh. it's as blue as the streaks in my hair, grandma told me about this....I'm in hell.

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