I'll Complete My Dreams Even If Im Blind...
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Scarlit was a normal averge 5 year old intill she got into grade 6 and people started to tease her, becuse of this Scar was starting to feel emotionless, she didnt care if her crush Maxi liked her. because Scar was emotionless she decided to do it... she grabbed the sharpest knife she could find out of the rusty metal knife slot and then paused.. she just realized she didnt want this she wanted forever pain..., so she thought as fast as a rabbit and rushed to put the knife back, while she did that she grabbed salt, vinger, and hot suace and first screwed of the bottle of the vinger and poured slowly on her eyes, she didnt even finish... she fainted as quick as a pin falling on to the floor.
Name: Scarlit Woodstock
Nickname:Scar
Grade:7
looks like: long wavy gold/ red-ish blond hair, hazel eyes, pale white skin.
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