The little girl can punch

Intro

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(unedited)

"Moma?" I yell from the top of the stairs.

"Violet, listen to me... you have to go visit daddy. Don't turn around.... No matter what you hear." my mother says, her voice wavering. 

I was four. I didn't know that downstairs rogues had broken into our little house on the side of the woods. I didn't know that they ripped my mother limb for limb. My father was buried in the middle of the woods, near another house. We went to go visit him all the time. The only difference was that night, mother wasn't coming with.  I remember jumping out the window, because mother had told me to. I remember the sharp pain in my leg when I made contact with the ground, But I remember walking to father's grave anyway. I remember staying there for hours until a short woman with white hair gave me food. I remember entering her house and joining her family.
The rest is a blur.

"VIOLET!!! DID YOU TAKE MY NECKLACE!!!" my sister, Emma, screams.  She has golden hair and bright blue eyes. I know which necklace she talking about even though she has to many to count. "THE ONE WITH THE YELLOW FLOWER!!! VIOLET!!!" I was right. The tacky one. 

"Emma, you know i don't wear jewelry." I sigh. I've told her this many many many times. After screaming at me a bit more, she gives up and goes to harass Ahana. Ahana is the white haired woman who brought me into her house. She's Emma's mother. It was Ahana's husband, Mason, who taught me to fight. He pushed me past my limits and for that I'm grateful. He was my role model.

"People will underestimate you because your a short, skinny, girl. Your job is to prove them wrong. Their gonna try to push you around. Don't allow it unless you are much to weak to fight back. You can bleed, sweat, collapse, but you cant quit." He explained.

So i bled, sweated, and collapsed, but I never quit.

He knew I wasn't like the human kind. He helped me my first shift. He was the only person who truly loved me. And now he's gone.

He left to fight in the war, and never came back. So for a few weeks, I was the mother of the house. Ahana was much to sorrowful to function. I made Emma's cereal in the morning and sent her off to school. I made supper and when the microwave was broken I drove us out to eat.

So tonight I'm going to run and never come back.

Yassssss run gurl runnnn!!!! 😈😈😈 Haha.

Hope u liked it. I'm currently on an airplane ✈️ GOING TO VACATION!!!!
(Btw I'm probably not gonna post this till I'm back... ☹️ ITS THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS PEEPS!!!)

Anyyyywhoooo this is a new book I'm writing... duh 🙄 and imma try to make it funny but it'll probably be cringy like all my other books...

People plz don't get mad that I'm starting a new book before finishing my old one but I need a change ok??? Ik I take awhile to post but I've been a little distracted lately.

Young is really bad so I'm giving up like any sensible person so it's on hold.

Never fear though!! I might start things back up again!!

Bye supporters, friends, readers, and haters.

-Pickle😁

Btw ever since the new emoji update, 😁 is my new favorite emoji.