Strife

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Tear

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Rip

Tear

Drip

I sit there with a smile on my dear face having the dear joy of shredding up the human body.

Snap

There goes the arm, the electrified scream comes out from the body. I laugh.

This is my first time having fun. "Enjoy your pain."

I walk away from the alleyway to the street. My hair all messy and my looking grimey as ever I side the wallet into my sleave. I continue walking looking for my next victim.

The town never stops moving. More people, more noise, more everything. I just want to get out.

I walk into the street, for a quick moment someone pulls me out. "I get that you are a bum, but no reason to die."

I look at him. His eyes are green like life and his hair like the color of mud but long as vines.

I cling on to his pants "whoa you are a child. Come on let's get you some food."

I nod and take his hand. It was big and warm.

We go into the nearest MiRegian and he orders some food.

"Here."

I unravel the foil that the nice hot food was in and take nice huge bites.

"I see that you were hungry, child."

I look at him with my gross self, feeling utterly ashamed of my self. "Yes, I was and still am."

"You must kill to have these nice luxyries that we non poor people have."

"I do kill for them sir."

He looks at me stunned, a small person that knows that beautifual red paint. I just take the sandwitch down. "I have no wife but kids that i met on the streets, if you like you can come one with me and meet them. They will love to meet you."

"Really, you are offing me a place to go?"

He nods.

"House full of six kids. no worries for you."

I look at him he smiled. That fair skinned man made me feel like I fit in this world again.

I look at the house. It looks like it has been wrapped with mother earth. The lights peek though. I smile.

"Do you have a name?"

I shake my head no.

He looks at me and I close my eyes. I don't want him to see my eyes. "You are really dark."

I open my eyes and glare at him. "Ah, Zamie."

"Zamie?"

He smiled and a door opens. "Pa, who is that?"

The small white haired girl looks dead at me. She looks frail like she will break in half just by a smile.

"Maryanne, this is Zamie. Your new sister." Her eyes widen. "A girl!"

"Yes ."

All of a sudden I am dragged in the house, by this small girl who is and looks more frail than i do. "I am just the only girl here. Its all boys. "

I just look at her. She smiles back. "Let's get you into the shower."

She pushes me in the most odd way and i swat at her. "Let me go!"

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