(I'm going to be writing as much as possible this page is all about YN's past)
January 12 1999
I was first born my parents wanted a boy as soon as they saw a girl they where disgusted
"Ew seriously a girl?!"
"I know right??!! Ugh should we sell her???"
"We can use her for a maid"
"Yeah they are too expensive these days"
After they brought me home they never feed me or hardly at least when I got old enough to walk they started making me do chores clean nonstop they abused me for fun and my dad used me like a punching bag
"Haha she's so weak she can't even defend herself!!!" Brother
"She's so fucking embarrassing" mom
"Clean up brat!!" Dad
I just nod or say yes mam or yes sir that's the only word I could say "yes sir" I say as I clean more
Eventually I stole a book about the abc's and I learnt English I did not tell my parents because I knew they would get angry and hurt me
As soon as I turned 12 they started cutting me for punishment's so I had scars from my cut's everywhere hands,arms,legs, and only two on my face I was forced to wear long sleeves and long pants even in the summer it sucked
As I grew older they did not stop I was under them I couldn't defend myself I was weak because they refused to feed me I struggled to live I was so hungry the only thing they gave me was water so that I lived in this hell
"AYE BRAT COME HERE" dad
I come from the basement and I saw a man I didn't recognize that's the day I got sold off to the man he rapped me cut me abused me forced me to clean it was hell
When I turned 15 I ran away not caring about anything I owed I just ran with a bag of clothes I had to live on the streets until I turned 21
(Sorry for all the age changes)
I joking the military or that's what I thought apparently I joined the 141 I trained I got stronger I never wanted to live the hell I lived when I was younger I didn't want to bring it up because I knew if i did they would contact my parents telling me I was a run away I wanted nothing more than to just live a normal life but because I was a girl I had nothing important than my body I was a object to men that's why I fear them after I was trained enough I could go along in missions and help out with the 141
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KÖNIG x reader
FantasyA normal day in the 141 after a few months of being there König approached you