The time was basically late. The scene was dark,but lit nicely by the moon as it shinned on my pale skin. I sat perfectly still, knees up to my chin with my arms wrapped around them, and in pain. My final days at this place I called home for far too long are numbered. By tomorrow morning I will be on my way to college life. My brother will be waiting for my arrival, but why bother when he told me we were not related by any means necessary. A faint knock on my door made my head snap up and my eyes locked with my mother's.
The suitcase on my bed and a couple other things near by mafe her eyes swell up with tears. I stood up and lightly combed my bleach blonde hair out of my face before allowing her to hug the life out of me.
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I couldn't sleep, even if my life depended on it. People took me as the bad chick who didn't care, when I did. I only did the things for revenge or basic love I couldn't get. I tied my hair in a messy bun and slipped into a black spaghetti strap crop top and black short shorts and slipped into bed. The only thing left is to fake my love for my bro- aww what's the point? I didn't find the need to show anything anymore.
YOU ARE READING
Lost Girl
ParanormalBleach blonde hair, pale and cream appearance, bright aqua eyes with a certain sparkle, plum lips, and curves you would like. That's your girl, Skai. She comes off as a non-parting gothic bitch, but let her blossom into that rose.
