This is a rewrite so very sorry if you really enjoyed the first one. I'm just slightly re-vamping the story. So, what's new: ~My personal drama is gone ~The people I hate IRL will still be here ~I shall be changed into my OC ~will not have that many lyric parts (too cringy) ~may rely on you guys for oneshot ideas and quite possibly............. lemons Enough with that and let's get going with this shit! BTW swearing is still a thing. What would define a child normal? A question I often pondered when me and brother were still in the orphanage. Being left behind by our poor excuse of a parent makes a child view the world and themselves differently from the norm. I wasn't really the strongest link in the household which caused my "mom" to pick on me. Her reasoning is because I look like a split image of my father. From my (h/c) hair to the color of my eyes. The ever permanent glare of (e/c) orbs encasing my mom in a nightmare she can't wake from.All Rights Reserved