childhood (past tense)

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°°°zaria mother's pov°°°

I was only 16 when I first had my daughter. I wasn't quite sure why I had decided to keep her. I was so young and fragile I think to myself all the time but part of me regrets having her. "It's zarias 3rd birthday" I say to my brother Vincent who had helped me and my child throughout the years."You know what u have to do the deal was a deal" my brother had said with a sad mellow voice. When I was 15 and I had found out I was pregnant because of a incident, I had made a deal. A deal with who u may be wondering? Well a deal with a spirt called Zoro. Zoro was the king of death and shadows. We had made a deal as soon as are daughters both had turned 3 they would be connected for the rest of there life. You may be wondering why I had made this deal? Well at the time I was severely ill and I had lost a lot of weight and the doctors had said I'd lose my baby. So I had made the deal to keep my daughter alive. What's in it for him I have no clue but I had accepted it anyways. *The clock had hit 12:00* "it's time" I say to my brother as we place Zaria in a circle of lambs blood. We where doing as we was told so we could seal the deal. " Flowers may grow but u shall grow together, the sea may flow but u will flow together". We had chanted until we heard a chime. As the chime went off Zaria had a shadow apear beside her of a small girl her size or maybe a bit taller. "It is done" my brother Vincent said. I pick Zaria up and placed her in her bed where she soon had fell asleep.



(Future)

°°°Zarias pov°°°

"Zaria wake up you have to get ready for school" my mum had called out to me. As I slowly dragged my stiff body out of bed I yawned before seeing the shadowy figure appear infront of me. I had never understood why she would always appear but she would. "Good morning Zaria" the shadow with her soft scary voice that seemed to echo had said . I had always ignored her when this had happened. I always just thought she was just a figment of my imagination but she has been with me for as long as I can remember.

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