She was known as the Butterfly Girl, the carrier of the infamous butterfly knife. She didn't look very threatening: a soft pink sweater, golden blonde hair, dark blue jeans, lip gloss, and a deep red rose headband didn't speak of danger.
But all it took was a glance, a twirl, a flash.
And nothing more.
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One girl has never experienced the night.
One girl has never experienced the day.
One is a butterfly.
One is a moth.
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Trigger Warning: Mental and Physical Abuse
Started: 6 . 19 . 20
Finished: 7 . 5 . 20