HHi, I'm (y/n). I'm 14 (Ciel is 15 and not a demon... yet) and 5 ft tall. I have black hair that changes lengths and eyes that change colors. Legit. I suppose its from all the test that were done on me when I was younger but that's a story for later.
My parents are dead. They died when I was 9. The 'people' who take 'care' of me now are Jim and Lucinda. To summarize what they're like, let's just say they make your worst nightmare look happy. Their favorite thing to do is beat me. They don't 'approve' of me because of my looks and what I wear. Which is band shirts, pants that are usually ripped, and combat boots or converse. I have never worn a dress, skirt, or heels and I don't plan on ever wearing 'em
I am very accurate with guns and knives. I can be as quiet as the dead and as faster than a cheetah. I don't wear make-up and I have a mark on my left side. I have no idea how I got it, I found it there one morning and I bought everything I own. Well, that's all you need to know for now. Buh Bye.
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The Girl Who Lived A Lie
Fanfiction5 Years. That's how long (y/n) has been living a lie. A sad, lonely lie. When (y/n) was 9 yrs. old, her parents were burned before her eyes. Then her memories were manipulated, messed with. And now, she has a false past. But deep down, she might rem...
