Lulu's POV. (As a young kid.)
I don't know about my best friend Soura, I don't know.
I don't know, I don't know.
I keep thinking about Soura being angry at everyone else.
Again, again, and again.
She always tells me that she's okay, like "No need to worry about me!" or,
"I'm happy!" for instance.
But I just don't think that she's a happy girl. Everyone's bullying her, and she will be sad in the end.......
*sniff sniff*
What if Soura dies?!
What if she dies?!
Then.....I will be alone....
She's my friend.....and I hope Alicia doesn't die too.....
*dissolves into sobs*
Switch.
Soura's POV. (also as a kid)
Everyone hated me here, and I was the naughty kid here. They thought I was a naughty girl,
but I'm a good girl. Mommy and daddy both know that I'm good girl. I've always played with my friends, took part in dance clubs, gave sweets to my friends and everyone.
I'm a good girl.
Right? But then again, I'm supposed to be hated by everyone.
Because I'm ugly, and not pretty.
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Cleaver Redhead
HorrorA girl stepped in. She was a mid-teen. A fair youth, who has been cut and smacked over and over again by her enemies. Her hair was glossy, but with a dark shade of blood red to oppose that gloss. She had fiery eyes which are both a sky blue and a b...
