(WARNING!! This will have self-harm, and abuse. Btw (r/d) means random date as in day/month/year. This was all I could think of and sorry it's been so long since I updated.)
Laterz! (T ^ T)
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*Past*
You cry and cry. You just witnessed your father stabbing your mother. Over and over again.This all started 'cause your mother got you something special for you to have forever, and your father didn't like that. He hated it when they spent money on you. Heck, he didn't even love you, he thought of you as a mistake while your mother loved you. And whenever your mom would go to work, he would always abuse you. At night, when you're asleep, he abused your mom.
Your mom noticed he was doing the same thing to you that he did to her and thought she should get you something that would make you feel safe, a doll. When your father found out he was furious, so furious he killed your mom in their shared bedroom and you happened to see it happen through the crack of the door.
You had the little blond boy doll and quickly and quietly ran back to your bedroom. You cried silently, and hugged tightly to your doll. You only got at least one hour of sleep.
In the morning your father called the police saying your mom has been murdered. The police pulled you over and asked if you possibly saw anything and you were about to say, but your father was glaring at you like he was going to kill you next. You hugged on your doll tighter to your chest and said quietly, sad, and scared, "I-I was asleep."
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*Present*You still live with your father, and he still abuses you and no one knows it. Well, except your doll that you still have. Yoosung has been with you for everything you do. You even put him in your backpack at school.
You've always had to wear long-sleeved shirts, and jeans, but you also have to hide your face behind your hair so no one knows you get abused.
Then one day at school, a bully went through your backpack and saw the doll. The bully showed a lot of people and you got more bullied over that.
The following night, you wished for something. That something was I wish Yoosung is real.
But after a month or so, you couldn't handle it any longer. You decided when you come home, you would end it. You grabbed a knife and slit yourself at least ten times on each wrist. You started crying and crying as you hugged the doll that has now become bloody. Eventually you fell asleep from all the blood loss.
But you felt this shaking movement. You didn't know where it was coming from, so you slowly flutter your eyes open. You've never seen this person... no this guy.
"Wh-who are you?!" you say in a weak whisper shout.
"Oh! Thank goodness you're ok. I'm Yoosung, your doll."
You thought you were already dead, but you can still see your slits. Then you start looking for the doll, then you can't find it.
"W-what did you to my doll?" you say in an angry whisper voice.
"Turned to human."
You observe the strange boy, then realize he does look like the doll. He has the blond hair, purple eyes, wide brown hair clips, and same outfit.
"So, you're Y-Yoosung?"
"Yep!" he says in a cute, happy, innocent voice. Then all of a sudden you pass out again from being weak. Yoosung freaks out and picks you up bridal style asking people outside of the apartment building where the hospital is.
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*Time Skip to random time*
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