As I stare onto my hands I can the feel blood dripping down my fingers. Pouring down like a small red water fall. I see the now dark blue lighting emit from my hands. Yesterday it was a lighter blue, now it's a darker. I was only 11 when I committed my first murder. I did it to survive not just for the money. Killing that man didn't change me at all. You can't change something that's has lost so much and that has already become broken.
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The First Born
AdventureThis is my first story and this will help describe my character so my friends know how to use my guy correctly XD plz enjoy the story Note) plz mind the Grammar XD I will fix it later (Daisy got you Fam xD Lmao) [Edited and Revised By Daisy Hernande...
