The Childhood of MiraJane

My parents
                         Dead,
My sister
                         Dead,
My brother
                         Dead,

        They're all dead.

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I have no one to hold, no one to kiss, only someone to hate and someone to miss.

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I'm twelve years old and stuck in an orphanage cleaning toilets, sleeping on pissy mattresses, and eating food that doesn't even look edible.

I spend night after night plotting my sweet, delicious revenge and how good it will feel to avenge their death.

All this has made me go slightly crazy especially when I caught sight of their murder, Sterling Knighte, oh what a cruel boy he is....Or so I thought.

He gave of this charming and sweet vibe, but when angry gets evil and dangerous. I want to trust him but I want to kill him, do I kill and live with that on my shoulders or forgive and forget and maybe look forward to love?