(Trigger warning: abuse
It was Indras fourth birthday, and life had been great so far, she was a normal girl with pretty black hair that went down to her waist, it was usually tied up in either pigtails, or some kind of braid.
Indra ran around in the living room excitedly, and then she went into her mothers room, now Indras mother, Victoria, was quite sick. They didn't really know what sickness she had, but she mostly laid in bed all day.
"Mommy mommy! It's my birthday today!" The little girl cheered, gently shaking her sleeping mom, who quickly woke up and smiled at her little girl, she loved Indra more than anything. "Yeeees I know sweetie, you'll get your gifts soon, we just have to wait for your father to get home from wo-" The door opened and a tall, pretty robust man walked in, Indras father Stein, he worked for some big company that probably made toys or something, noone knows. He walked inside the bedroom andgently hugged Victoria before patting Indra on the head, "Happy birthday honey," he said and handed over a small present to the girl, inside was a very cute bunny toy. Indra squealed in hapiness, "It's so cute! Thank you daddy!" She then looked over at her mother, and was about to say something, but then her mother just froze, she was paralyzed. It only lasted for a couple or seconds, but when it stopped Victoria was kind of panicked. "Victoria are you okay?!" Stein yelled out looking at his beloved wife, she just nodded.A few days passed, and it kept happening, strangely enough it only happened when Indra was there, Stein wanted to try something, so he made Indtas grandfather let Indra stay with him for a week
And it was as he thought
It didn't happen a single time while she was away.
"Its all your fault! Everything is your fault! She's sick because of you" He yelled at his daughter, Indra just stood there, before she slowly started crying. "No Stein i-it wasn't her! Please don't yell at he-" "Shut up whore!"
Victoria went quiet, and Steins yelling and screaming continued.Lets just say, that her life would be different from that day.
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The story of the girl with multicolored hair
Ficção GeralIt hurts dad, it hurts. Indra Orien - a young girl living with her mother and father in a quite nice house, just outside of London. When you're four, life seems peetty great, you have nothing to worry about Well that wasn't quite the tale of Indra.