my life story... so far

my life story... so far

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Sup, so this is a story- well apart of it. you can call me R!V3R~#### Afton- or well what everyone- most people call me... River heh i know right... wired like my personality anyways call me river... Again.. i will NOT speck of my age in ANY of my stories if i do than im just putting in randomly for the stories. anywats TW this story brings up... abuse, depression, anxiety, suicidal actions, ADHD, PTSD, fears, death, murder, hatred, dirty mind, ANIME, bullies, planing, revenge, disorder, tics, phicical actions, mental actions, mental, and you reading this.
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You were brought to the House, just like everyone else, at a young age. You hardly could recall anything before the age of 3. Everything was fine and went smoothly, you'd even made friends with everyone in the house including Emma Ray and Norman who were the same age as you. You played, slept, ate, laughed, and smiled everyday. Then you turned 6 and lets just say your senses went wild. When the others exited the showers and baths you were overwhelmed by their scent and your stomach would growl. Whenever the 10 or 11 year old would come near you, you would have the urge to pounce and bite, more than once you've lunged and one of them and you even barred your teeth at Mom. Then you fell ill and the hunger and predatory instincts got worse.

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