Things to remember
Y/N ~ Your Name
E/C ~ Eye Color
H/C ~ Hair Color
H/L ~ Hair Length
F/F ~Favorite Food
F/C ~ Favorite Color
F/A ~ Favorite Animal
F/AN ~ Favorite Anime
H/N ~ Hated Nickname
F/FL ~ Favorite Flower
I'll add more if I have too
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Y/N POV
(Age 8)
"What a loser!" A boy yells. I stay seated on the bench, eating my sandwich. The group of mean boys walk up to me.
"May I help you?" I ask nicely. Mommy always told me to be good to bullies, so they'll stop. The shortest bully took my sandwich from my hands and threw it on the ground. The other bully smushed it with his foot. I quietly looked down at my smushed sandwich and push past the boys.
"Hey! Where are you going four eyes?!" One yells. I run into the bathroom and throw off my glasses. I snap them in half over my leg and put them in the trash. I go into a stall and start to cry.
No more four eyes. No more sandwiches.
Y/N POV
(Age 9)
"Look! Not so Four eyes is back from the principles office!" A boy yells and I sit down at an empty lunch table outside. I glare at him and open my paper bag. An apple and some crackers, that's all I could buy today with 5 dollars.
"Lunch! Give it now!" He says and puts his hand out for my bag. At least he was nicer then yesterday. I stand up and glare at him.
"No, get your own lunch!" I say coldly. A bunch of kids 'oooo'ed and looked at us. The boy pushes me down and takes the bag.
"Ha! Look! You're so poor, you can't even get an actual lunch!" He laughs and points at me. Everyone else's joins in. I start to cry and I try to push past them, but the boy pushes me back.
"Aww! She was going to run and hide in the bathroom again! You're a stupid little loser!" He yells and the kids laugh harder. I kick the boy in the leg and run off. I run to the swing set where the 8th graders hang out and sit down. A boy with black hair and a mask comes over and sits on the swing next to me. I sigh and get up.
"Wait! Where are you going!?" He asks as I stop.
"Just get it over with, I'm too tired to fight back today. I'm not scared anymore."
The boy looks at me in confusion.
"What are you talking about? I'm in the 4th grade and my name is Zane! What's yours?" He asks. I give him a half smile and sit back down.
"Y/N, Nice to meet you." I say softly. We swing and talk for a little while, mostly swing. I was about to say I had to go because lunch was almost over when water came from behind me and soaked me. I spin around and saw the boys. Tears started to form in my eyes, but it hid because I'm dripping wet. The boys laugh and take pictures. I walk up to them and I punch one across the face! He falls to the ground and I kick him in the gut! The other boy runs away before I can hurt him. I went to wipe my tears, but realize I had none. The boy with the mask stands there frozen.
No more tears. No more being bullied.
Y/N POV
(Age 11)
"Get back here you bitch!" My father yells from downstairs. Travis is out cold on the floor in my room. I dragged him up here and locked the door.
Father is really drunk tonight.
He started to slam on the door and I jump when he does, each time. I grab my phone and had 911 ready. Travis faintly opens his eyes and I rush to his side. I had tears of fear and pain pouring down my face.
"Y/N? I'm scared.. What if he hurts us badly again..? I want to be safe.." Travis cry's and I sit in shock for a second. My little brother was fearing for his life and petrified of our own father.
I wipe the tears from my face and stand up. I threw my phone down and slowly marched to the doorway, jumping at the sound of him pounding on my door.
I open the door and Travis rushes to the corner. My father stands there with a bottle of Vodka in his hand.
"Father! Stop this!" I yell and he snarled. He grabs me by my hair and throws me across the room and onto my bay window. The force of the throw cracks the frame off of it. I stand up slowly. He laughs more.
"You worthless bitch! You made this happen!" He yells. I saw tears start to fall down his face.
"I am not a bitch!" I yell. That was the first time a word like that came out of my mouth.
Father glares at me, eyes full of hate and some tears. He throws the Vodka bottle me and I brace for impact. The shards miss my face and didn't land anywhere to kill me. He then grabs me by the hair again and punches me in the gut. He throws me down again, hard and walks out of my room, slamming the door. I pull myself up slowly and crawl to Travis, who was holding his shaking hand out for me to take. I take it and he curls up next to me. I pet his hair and sigh. My little brother was scared, I shouldn't be.
No more being scared.
No more Father, now he's Dad.
Y/N POV
(Age 14)
"Hey! Freshmeat!" Someone yells. A guy with coal black hair comes up to me and knocks the books out of my hands. I look up at him and he smirks.
"Go on, pick my books up for me." I yell and he laughs.
"A fighter! I like it!" A werewolf says from behind him. I've seen these guys, but I forget their group name.
"Isn't it the Shadow Guards?" I ask. The werewolf and coal boy laugh. I still stand my position.
"Close, were the Shadow Knights!" Coal boy says. A girl with pearly hair comes up from behind me and picks up my books, then shoves the guys.
"Hey, give the girl a chance Gene. I'm a freshman and you gave me a chance!" She scoffs. I look at them confused.
"You're right Sasha. The name is Balto, I'm a Junior." He says, extending his hand for me to shake. I take his hand and shake.
"Y/N Valkrum."
The bell rings and none of us hurry to class, except for the wolf named Balto because he had detention.
"Aren't you going to run to class?"
Gene 'coal boy' asks. I scoff and roll my eyes.
"It's health, they'll live without me." Gene and Sasha smile.
"I like this one!" She cheers and Gene nods, sizing me up.
"Alright, walk with us, let's see if you've got it." He says. I nod, accepting the challenge. We walk outside and he hands me a spray can.
"Do your worst!" He says and gestures to the wall of the school. I smile and shake the can. Little do they know, I've done this before!
No more being alone.
Y/N POV
(Age 8)
"Mommy?" My baby brother points to my mommy. I nod and I walk over to her. She's peacefully asleep, I let her stay that way. I hear crying from outside the door and walk out. My daddy has his hands covering his face and is leaning on his knees. I climb up in the chair next to him and give him and hug. He looks at me and gives me a smile.
"Mommy is asleep daddy. Im sleepy now, me and Trav are gonna sleep in the chairs, ok?" I ask. My daddy looks at me, he looks scared.
"She's just woke up an hour ago.." He says like a whisper. He runs inside to mommy's doctor room and looks at the machines that beep.
"Nurse!" He yells out the door. My mommy's machines start to beep louder. I go to Trav and hold his hand. I'm scared now, but I have to be a warrior like mommy always says. The grown ups in white coats run inside and bring more machines in. They push daddy out of the way and he falls into a chair. I still have Trav's hand.
After a few minutes, a man in a white coat says some funny words and numbers and my daddy runs to her side.
Why wasn't my mommy's stomach going up and down anymore like usual when she was sleeping?
Why were her machines not beeping?
Why was it just one long beep?
Why did Daddy look really sad and mad?
Why was he looking at me like I did something wrong?
No more mommy.
This hurt my heart! The last part hurt me when I wrote it!
Love, Kitty💜
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