*Thalia's POV*
We finally arrived at... A hospital?! Oh-no, I hope they didn't see my scars and are locking me up. I felt a sting on my wrist. I look down and see blood. It must have happened when I scratched my scars earlier. Shit! I don't wanna be locked away! I don't wanna be taken away from my family! Even though my dad is a major jackass. Maybe this is for the best. No more teachers. No more "Team Crafted". No, more, life. "Finally" I murmured to myself. One of the men said "What?" I said "Nothing" in a much louder voice then I thought would come out. Everyone turned. All staring at me. As we entered a white room.
*Doctor's POV*
The child walked in. She seemed weak, did they tell her? We'll just see... "Here she is Doc." One of the men said. "Thank you men. You may leave now." I say. They exit. "Hello ms.-"
"Harrison... but please, call me Thalia."
"Okay then Thalia, please, come this way"
*Thalia's POV*
Well, here we go. Goodbye fucked up life. hope your happy everyone. I'm gone now.
~Or so she thought~
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Bullied by Team Crafted
FanfictionHey. My name is Thalia Sorcerer Harrison. My (dead) brother Seto Sorcerer Harrison was killed by our father who SHOULD be in prison now. I think. I don't know anymore. I'm too tired to be afraid anymore. I already have the job of cutting and starvin...
