** Ally's Past
Started with the Age of four... My ugly memories start with that age....
Four years old me wandering on the streets begging for foods.... Someone came and I thought I was saved but I thought wrong.
Four years old doing anything for food.
Four years old trying to escape terrible people...
Four years old me that was sold....
Four years old getting beat up...
Five years old, I was taught to steal.
Stealing... Getting caught... Beating.... getting Wounds.... Another nagging and beating from the person that gives me food.... The pain is too much but I can endure for the sake of foods....
Six years old.... Was placed on the container.... With some other humans..... we are hungry..... i am hungry! .... And I am being sold once again..... It was human trafficking.
Six years old me in a new place. I don't know the language. I can't understand anything but I do as they say— just know the action.... It's for my food and survival....
Six years old me.... The first time I saw someone died in front of me.... Shot by a gun in the head.
Six years old me terrified and trying to escape... I did....
Six years old me living on the street again.
Seven years old....and it was horrible..... I was almost... Raped....
Trying and asking for help.... Shouting for help but no one was there.....
I thought so...the police came and he was arrested... That monster was an addict......
I run away..... I was so scared of everyone....
What happened haunts me and it's a horrible experience... It disgust me to the core and scared me to death that I find humans touch disgusting.
A skinship is not good for me.
Another year passed that I survived.....
I was offered a job when I was nine..... I was trained first.... There is food and place to sleep ..
But I didn't know that we were trained to kill..
I was ten when I killed someone.... It's disgusting.... I'm actually nervous... That I did a mistake....
They beat me and was abandoned to death but... Funny I survived.....
Starved for days.... With wounds deep and aching... I was on the street again.... All alone and dying.
But miracle happened... I survived again.... Miracle? Is God watching me?
Laughing at my pain and agony?
Another people came..... I was Eleven nearly turning twelve.... Longing for the love I do as they say....
They cared for me..... Yan ang pinapapasok ko sa utak ko..... Kahit na alam kong hindi.... They manipulate and used me but it's okay.....
I even cried when I remember what I've been through but I suppress it when they told me that I shouldn't be overdramatic and I can just move forward and forget about everything...
I cried everytime I'm all alone.... Thinking of ways how to die.... No..
I shut myself....
It's okay as long as I can survived. As long as I can eat and can survive in this cruel dark world....
BINABASA MO ANG
Reincarnated as a Princess (Completed)
Fantasy(my third fantasy story) She died saving a young boy's life and when she woke up she found out that she was Reincarnated as a Princess... Princess Azariella Alliah Fuego, A Proud Princess and evil at that, opposite of Ally who always seek death and...
