I always was a rat. I rotted in the sewers like one, so therefore, I am one.
My fowl oder engulfed everyone I met. I was a hound, a blood hound. However you won't understand what I'm saying because whoever is reading this hasn't experienced my pain and suffering.
You, the reader grew up a pretty little pampered pooch unlike myself. You just think you have it bad my friend. Let us go back some time so I can explain my story of how meeting one person can change your entire life.
Hi guys I'm new to Wattpad, but I have been dying to make an account for about a year. I want to remind those reading that I'm in the 7th grade and, like many others, I have to go to school and finish homework and study, exc. So I greatly apologize if I don't update to your liking. Thanks you so much for picking this story to read and I warn those who aren't accustomed to reading strong language that they should turn away now! The language will lessen as the story progresses. Peace out home fries!!! :)
My BlinkGreenRomance: Hi there! i be da editoorrr. now i know this chapter is short but would you please kindly if you can if your on a computer listen to the song i put that is on the side. if it does not work the song is House of Wolves by My Chemical Romance. i just think this song fits with this story in a way. thanks for reading this weird nonsense paragraph! bye homies
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Blood Hound
RomanceA girl who has no name and is always alone. She is only driven by the sake of survival. She tries to be tough and never speak her feelings, however there is one person who can seemingly see through her. A bartender, with a tragic past who feels lost...
