A Victims Story: Noizu-cu

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"Hey Noizu-cu baby come here", my mother called. I gleamed happy running to her for a hug, but my six year old legs weren't fast enough. Only if I could of hugged her one more time. "Mommy!", *bang*, she hit the concrete. I still ran and hugged her, but the naive part of my questioned why was mommy sleeping with red water flowing from her. They but her in a box, and put her underground, and all the people around me changed. No dad, no mom, just mean aunts and uncles. I watched Disney and Harry Potter that day to relieve the depression. I lay down and look at the ceiling, "My god, I hope if you're there, let me get accepted to this school, please".

The next day I went around Amoris Ave. and Poctahntous Street to find it and I did. It as a huge 4 floor building with dorms and aprtments with people like me around; the abused, raped, and prostituded students. They greeted me and loved me, more than anyone has. I had something to leave for until they told me I had to admit second semester, it was a month away. Not too much hell could really happen. I enter back to the real world and everyone was smiling, "Now the beautiful Katty ". I winked at her and kissed her hand, we all enter the portal between the past and present of her. It began.

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