Your mom was a drug addict and drinker, while your dad was very abusive. You had finally had enough of the abuse, so one night, you ran away, hearing voices calling for you at your home. You seemed human, but you were really a full blown monster, ju...
Your POV I have had enough. I'm running away tonight from my abusive parents. My mother was a drug addict and a drinker, and my dad was abusive. They would both leave me with many cuts and bruises, leaving nasty scars all over me (I know that some of you readers are thinking nasty, so I'm telling you now. NO I don'tmean that. Gross.). I had lost all faith in them. I could see that their souls had been forever corrupted with hatred turning them to dark black (check ur fanon soul colors m8), all because when I was born, they wanted a boy, but nope, I'm a girl. This is what caused them to go insane, leaving me to be abused and treated like a voodoo doll or some kind of torture toy. I jumped out the window, wearing a ripped shirt that only went about halfway down my stomach, revealing bruises where I was punched and kicked. The sleeves were also ripped, revealing where they cut my arms many times, over and over. I wore a pair of ripped jean shorts, revealing even more cuts and bruises. I also had a heart locket made of blessed silver, which allowed me to summon my dead friends in a ghost form to help me out in desperate times. I wore another necklace, that included a small microphone, that was always recording, so it was the best evidence in any crime that I was involved in. And the last necklace I wore was a soul stone. It would allow me to summon any person's soul to show to others, including that of my dead friends. It could allow me to reveal people's deepest, darkest secrets, along with helping me almost supercharge me to finish a final strike. I didn't use it very often though. There was a small (f/c) backpack on my back, that seemed to be able to fit anything in it, but always appeared to be empty when anyone else went to dig through my stuff. I was no where near human, I just usually took the appearance of one. I was running and heard my abusive parents yelling for me to come back to them and get an even worse abusive punishment than before. While I was looking back, I was running like the wind, and ended up running into a couple of seemingly tall skeletons (I was 10... and EXTREMELY short). I knew that they weren't tall, I was just short. They look at me with worried and confused expressions. I had a pleading look in my eyes. I heard my parents screams getting louder. I saw a lot of kindness in their souls, so I ran behind them and hid. They managed to get a good look at my scars, bruises, and cuts, fresh ones for proof of abuse, and they protected me. Both of my parents were sent to jail. I started crying tears of happiness, and sadness at the same time.
This kind couple adopted me as their own. The couple was Dream and Cross. I have a older brother and sister. My bro is Whipple, who is 15 and goes to Underhigh, along with my sister, Lucid, age 14. I'm 13 now and I'm getting ready for my first day of high school. I'm in a frenzy of panic, nervousness, and fear. I'm darting around my room, when I bump into my lamp while running towards the dresser to prepare my clothes for tomorrow, after getting my small, infinite holding, (f/c) backpack. Me being to youngest, everyone ran to the room when they heard the crash. Lucky for me, I didn't get any glass on me when the glass lamp fell, but it did leave a big mess. "owww..." I mumbled. Apparently Mom (or Dream) heard me, because she immediately ran over and checked me for injuries. The only injuries I had from that night was on my butt and hip, where I fell and ran into the nightstand. "Are you okay sweetie? Did you get hurt? What happened in here? What upsetting my baby?" She asked. I replied with, "Its okay, mom. I'm fine. I only fell on the ground when I bumped into my nightstand, which knocked over my lamp. I didn't get any glass stuck in me. I'm just a little worried about school tomorrow." "There is no need to worry about school, honey. We are all going to help you out," Mom reassured me. Dad (Cross) came in and checked me for injuries, as well, before saying, "Your mother is right; there is no need to worry about tomorrow. Was all your running around to prepare yourself for school?" I nodded my head and he continued, "Well, then. Has your backpack been packed? You can go over what you need with Lucid and Whipple, if you want. You know, just in case?" I nod my head. My siblings were cleaning up the mess while me and my parents were talking. They finished up and came back in the room with a new lamp. They went ahead and got it set up. They then came over to me and helped me up so that we can go over my needed essentials. I am usually very organized, so I kept a three-ring binder with me at all times, seeing as I didn't have any books for my classes, except for mom's astrology class. Dad would be the self defense teacher, mainly doing sparring.
~Le Timeskip~
We have finally finished going over everything that I need. I got ready for bed, taking a shower and changing into my pjs.
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(This is what your pjs look like. Change onesie if no like) What? Don't judge me, I like onesies. I set my glasses on meh nightstand. I was still a little nervous, but thinking about having my entire family at school to help me out tomorrow fills me with DETERMINATION. I slowly drift off to a dreamless sleep, a sweet smile on my face.
Author: Woohoo! I got the first chapter done! Plz no hate comments for any mistakes, because I is still new at this. The chapter itself is exactly 1000 words. ♡I gives big thanks to you reader♡
