Good was never an option for me, everyone always judged me. I grew up in the streets of Gotham and had no companion but my black cat, Skyler. She ran away for two weeks and came back. In the few hours I held her when she came back, and sighed in relief. She died. Tears trickled down my face, on October 6, 2006. I knew she was basically dead before she actually died. Her blood stained my torn up dress. When she came she was completely fine. Until I noticed her limping and walking slow-ish. One hour passed. A man came up to me smiling. "Hi pretty lady!" He said slowly. I backed away. He grabbed me and tried to stab me as I dodged. He grabbed my neck and said some words I didn't understand. He looked Chinese so I think that he speaks Chinese. Only now I know he said stop struggling I need to kill you for the greater good. I also found out he was speaking Mandarin. I wouldn't have made it, if it Skyler didn't attack him. She actually killed him. When she came back to me the man with his hand trembling pulled out a gun.
"Skyler!" I screamed. But she ignored me. Tears streamed down my face and plopped on the floor. She realized I was sad and pounced on me. I hugged her looked at the man. His hand was down. I should've known better, everything happened when I finally... took a sigh of relief. I held Skyler to the sky. Bam! "Skyler!" I shrieked. The man shot her. He played dead. I'm such an idiot! That day ruined the rest of my life.
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Good was Never an Option
AlteleThis is about a girl named Jinx. She has "bad luck" and is bullied by many people. Finally she faces a decision good... or BAD
