Silently crying , Zion leaned on a tree bark ,not allowing himself to be spotted by his family .How weak would they think he was?They already tought he was weak and useless ,and they even criticised him for having an ugly mark on his forearm. It wasn't even ugly. They wanted to call him out for everything .He wanted to be done.. he was so fed up.His sister was always treated nicely why couldn't he get the same treatment?He stiffled a sigh.Was it because she had blonde hair while he had blue hair .Did they think think made him weird,ugly or disgusting?He cuddled himself tightly not wanting his voice to be heard . He couldn't stop crying,he was caught i na loop of it ,taking short intakes of breath every millisecond or so .The type of cry you would hear when you room keeps telling you to stop crying ,but no matter how hard you try you can't stop.You'd be standing there,afraid of her hitting ,but knowing it was hopeless .That wretched feeling was what was going through Zion thsi moment.He heard footsteps approaching. Afraid of it being his mother, he wiped his tears ,still unable to stop shedding them,but tried to look at the figure. But it stuffed something soft across his lower face ,instantly stopping the flow of tears."Finally i am going to die.The time has finally come, this is the best,"he managed a smile before all went dark.
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The Chaos Of Luna's Mark
Fantasy--- In a world where the rarest of gifts is both a blessing and a curse, four unsuspecting children are thrust into a battle they never saw coming. When they receive the enigmatic **Luna's Mark**, a mystical moon symbol bestowed only once every 500...
