"Sneaking food again, are we?" A woman stepped up behind a much younger girl. "Worthless, useless, boring girl.. How many times do I have to tell you?" The woman towered over the other girl's smaller stature.
"I-I'm... Sorry..." The smaller girl mumbled. "I-It won't happen again I-" She was cut off by a heavy force pushing against her chest. The woman had knocked the small girl on her back and was pressing her foot against her.
"Sorry won't get you anywhere." The woman's cold voice rang out quietly, yet aggressively. "Tell me, why did you think this was a good idea?" The woman pressed.
"W-Well Ma'am.. I- We... We're all so hungry and-" The younger girl started, but was silenced by the woman kicking her in the stomach. The smaller girl was propelled backwards.
"Do you think I care?" The woman hissed. "You're truly disgusting, you worthless girl.." The woman brought her fist down on the younger girl.
"P-Please! Don't make us scavenge the trash just to get a decent meal.. You have plenty of food..." The smaller girl whimpered.
The woman grabbed a fistful of the younger girl's hair and yanked her head in her direction so she couldn't look away. "You dare talk back to me?! Somebody as useless as you shouldn't speak to me in such a manner... You'll need to be punished for this!" The woman spat.
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A small girl with loose clothing stepped into a bedroom. Blood splattered the walls and floors, and the corpse of a man and woman laid, dead.
"W-What... What happened...?" The girl said so quietly it was hardly a whisper. She heard footsteps, and she turned around to see a small boy, around her age, walking away, laughing quietly, a knife held in his hand.
The girl reached out to the boy. It's him. "Thank you." The girl whispered in a hushed voice as the boy continued to walk out of the room.
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Footsteps.
A small girl with (H/C) hair stood in an alleyway, a bloodied kitchen knife clenched tightly in her fists. A loose (F/C) jacket hung off her body. Corpses surrounded her feet. A man in a white coat and glasses had his hand outstretched in her direction.
"(Y/N), please. I understand that you're feeling threatened, but I need you to come with me... I'm not going to hurt you." The man in the white coat spoke up.
"Get away! I-If you come near me... You'll end up like them...! I didn't want for it to be like this.. I- I didn't..." The girl cried out, tearing spilling from her beautiful (E/C) eyes.
"I know, I know you didn't mean for it them to die.. It's not your fault. Just come with me and you can explain yourself..." The man in the white coat soothed. The girl's shaky hands slowly lowered the knife.
