Sonic's Dark Past

Part 2: Sonic's Unfortunate History

Sonic Pov:
   I realize that all these paintings inscriptions are about me. Me and my past. Me and my memories. Me and my history. I have tried to shrug off these memories, but they keep on coming back to haunt me, no matter what. These memories are what make me lose my happy feeling. I now remember everything.

   ~My story and past starts off nice and easy. I lived with my two parents that cared for me a lot. I use to help them so much with chores and cleaning. Well, I helped them with about everything that I could. Unfortunately, those happy fun times would end.

   My mother eventually got sick and didn't feel too well. Me and my father were very worried for her safety and her health. We would do everything for her. Clean the house, make the food, take care of everything. Despite everything we tried to do for my mom, she unfortunately passed away. This set my dad into deep depression.

   I tried to help my dad through his depression, but it was no use. He didn't seem to care about me as much as he did when mom was still alive. He was so sad all the time, and no matter how many times I would try to cheer my father up, he would always let out a little chuckle, and go back to being sad. Eventually, he also got sick. I didn't want a repeat of before, so I tried to get as much medicine as possible. But it was too late. He kicked the bucket, just like my mom did.

   I now was living by myself with no parents, no family, and no company. All I had was this house and the money my parents left behind. I didn't know what to do or think at that point. All I did was survive and just live through my life as long as I could. Eventually, everyone got the news about my parents death. I was then put into foster care, despite the fact I declined the offer.

   Life at foster care was not very pleasant. I would go to a lot of homes. Mostly, I would get turned back in because of my over the top behavior. Also, people didn't like me for my speed too much. They saw it as "A curse" or "A mysterious force" or just something that was evil or used for mayhem. I never stayed in a house for more than one week. Eventually, I ran from foster care to live by myself. This was the beginning of how my life would change.

   Because I had no home, I would run around, try to work off some jobs, and then buy food for myself. I managed to survive, even through all of that. Eventually, I got news that an evil scientist named Dr. Robotnik was spreading chaos and havok all over the place. I decided to take matters into my own hands and chased him down. With the help of the Chaos Emeralds, I defeated Robotnik and saved the town. That's when I became a hero. And after that, i saved more people, had more friends and become a nationwide hero.~

   After remembering my past, I fall back in fright. I didn't want to remember my dark past or anything of my history. I never wanted to remember it. I never wanted to think about it. I never wanted to remember my parents death! Why does this happen to me? Why can't I just forgot about my horrible past?

   I run out of the ruins in tears and try to forgot everything about my past, but I just can't! I run to the closest cyber space portal and just stay behind it, trying to contemplate what I will do next. Why? Why did I need to remember that? *Sigh* I just need to take a minute.

≈Target locked. Entering memories. Corrupting files.≈