I was born on December 24, 2001 (In earth years). My mom said that as a baby I was quiet and always smiling. She lived with me for one year, then left for two. I saw her again a few weeks before my fourth birthday. She had changed, she looked stressed. And I, I barely remembered her. But I welcomed her anyways happily.
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Even though I was a very happy baby, and my birthday was right before Christmas, I wasn't a very happy or jolly kid. I was a bad. Very bad. I was four years old, coming upon my fifth birthday, when my mom said that I would be a big sister. I knew my parents had been talking behind my back and keeping a big secret. I was actually exited. I waited for five months until the grand day, April 11, arrived. My parents came home, and I was so exited. I was jumping around and super giggly. But when I saw that they brought home a baby and said I couldn't play with her for a while, I screamed and ran into my bedroom. I was a horrible kid at school, I tried several times to (yes, this was HORRIBLE) kill my sister, I was the definition of bad. But something changed me when I was eight. Something big enough to make me the actual meaning of bad to almost completely heavenly. My parents and everybody else who ever met me was glad and relieved. But I was scared for life, and I can never have a fully peaceful night of sleep anymore...
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When I was fourteen, I went on a great adventure with my sister Jennifire and my best friend Jesse. On that adventure I met Alyssa, a siren and an escaped prisoner of Cyrus. I learned secrets that should have never been told about those three girls, and my self. And I battled Cyrus, evil himself. But the adventure didn't stop there. It continued, and hopefully, it still will.
