Moon Child (Moon Child Series Book 1)

Extra Mini Awesome Chapter!!!!!

Ok peeps!

this is a mini chapter i decided to write about Natalia's suicide attempt when she was living with her Gran. Its a little more mature than the other chaps... so please don't read if you can't handle that.

I guess I shouldn't be the one writing this, since I'm pretty young anyway... and i don't like the bloody gutty stuff; it makes me sick :P

whatever, as a creepy kid once told me, "USE YOUR IMAGINATION."

in this part Natalia is thirteen. a little young, but she lost her parents so!!

Enjoy my lovlies!

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I burst through the doors of Gran's snow white cottage. My face stoic as my anger threatened to boil over. How dare they treat me like that?

I assume I should explain, this is how it all went down, putting me in this horrible state.

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I was walking through the halls of Jorgeson Middle School, the same as any other day; not talking to anyone and hurting anyone who got in my way with a cold hard glare. My black ensemble draped loosely around my body, definitely separating me from the other girls in this hell hole. All of them would laugh at me behind my back when they thought I couldn't hear them. But of course, I always could.

Their fake-tan legs always poked out of those ridiculously short skirts and their boobs always erupted from their shirts that were too sizes too small.

As you can probably tell, I am very disgusted by these so-called girls.

The leader, Katie, decided it was the time to confront me after all these years. As I stopped at my locker, she came up to me with a "sexy" smirk planted on her face. I rolled my eyes and looked at her patiently.

"Hello Natalia, nice outfit. Where'd you get it?" she said with a fake smile.

I smirked at her and spat, "You mom's bedroom."

Her facade collapsed into a glare for a few short seconds before returning to a sad disappointed face.

She made a tisk, tisk noise through her mouth and shook her head sadly, "Oh dear Natalia, too bad you're parents  are dead, because someone really needs to teach you some manners."

A low snarl ripped through my throat, "Don't you EVER speak like that again Julianne. You have no idea what you're talking about." I'm surprised she could understand me because I was talking through gritted teeth.

Katie snickered, making my blood boil, "Oh, but I do. And isn't it you're fault they died? I mean you didn't call the police, or help them. You just sat there. Too bad the paper covered up how pathetic you were. If you think about it, you killed them. Why didn't you call 911? Well I guess you were just the selfish. How could anyone hate their parents that much?" She flung her skinny arms in the air, gaining even more attention.

A crowd had formed, but I just didn't notice. My heart seemed to have stopped beating and my throat had closed up, making it very hard to breathe. She's right. Except for the fact that I hated them, they were the most important thing to me.

The people around didn't care though. Katie's word was apperantly better than mine by a mile. They started yelling at me, throwing papers at me, calling me names I really wouldn't like to repeat.

But I don't care what they think of me. Any of them. I pushed my way through the crowd and came out into the blinding white hallway. Stomping away. Right before I was home free, her menacing voice rang out through the school.

"Oh Natalia! Where are you going?" Does that girl ever stop?

I pivoted around to face her smirking face. Katie didn't seem to notice my threatening glare.

"It's not like it mattered though Natalia. They were stupid people. I guess that's where you got it from."

My body snapped, I have no idea what happened, but some say my eyes started to glow for two seconds before I lunged at her. I threw punch after punch.

Soon teachers came and pulled me off of her bloody face. The second they let go, I ran. Which of course for me was faster than any of them could imagine.

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And that is what had me sitting on my bathroom floor with a razor blade in my hand. Gran wouldn't be home for another twenty minutes.

I looked at it with mixed emotions. Should I?

Is what Katie said true? Was it my fault?

Of course it was.

"I'm sorry mom and dad," I whispered to myself, "I'll be with you soon."

I cut my wrists first, deeper than ever. The hot liquid dripped off them slowly, staining my white school uniform. I pulled my shirt up and off, and cut into my stomach, arms, and shoulders. I was covered in blood now. The pain seemed to numb my emotions, all of them but the grief.

I made the final cut in my neck, making blood trickle down my body, sticking everywhere.

My vision started to get hazy and I smiled, it would be coming soon.

The last thing I heard was Gran's blood curdling scream.

Then it all went to darkness

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Ok so its not amazing

but hey, I usually don't write this sorta thing

anywayyyyy

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-A