If you had a chance to start all over again, from the beginning and from the very start.
Would you? Even if you would had to go as far as killing your own sister? Or a close friend? Yor parents or a family member?
I would. But I have a reason, we all have a reason for something. Like for living on planet Earth.
Maybe.. and maybe you'd understand if you would listen to my story.
And, it all started when I was born, everyone stared. Why didn't I have black hair like my parents? Why was my eyes blue? My was my skin pale? I ate healthy, there was nothing wrong with me.
But my very existence made everyone hate me.
They liked my sister: flowy black hair, her dark eye colour was pretty, her skin was fair - not too fair - she was the definition of what you'd call cute.
But I hated her, ever so much. She was not your natural 'nice' girl. She was the one who made my world shatter. I still loved her as a sibling to me. No matter what she did.
Or so that was what I said before.
