Grimm Legacy: Deaths Daughter

Grimm Legacy: Deaths Daughter

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My name is Karin J. Death and I was never a normal teen. I never wanted to be. I go to this crazy school where everyone knows me. I'm an amazing fighter and total badass (If I do say so myself). And not to mention my dad is the Grimm Reaper. Yes, you heard right. The Grimm Reaper. But not the 'kills-you-in-your-sleep-and-takes-your-soul' kind of grimm reaper. No, he (or should I say we) collect the souls of the dead or dying. Not to mention demons, witches, and pretty much anything evil. Soul collecting isn't really that hard of a job especially when you enjoy it. But when the dead don't stay dead then we have a problem.
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My life has always been terrible. I was always bullied at school. I don't know why, it just seemed that people didn't like my presence. The guys would beat me up and I'd get in trouble when I defended myself, for the teachers never saw what they did. The girls would trick me, making me think they liked me and laughing at me because of it. I was always in the principle's office for one reason or another, but I wasn't a bad student. I actually got really good grades. To make matters worse, my mother wanted nothing to do with me. She'd lock me in the basement, sometimes for days, with no food or warmth. My father would then sneak down and beat me before raping me. So, naturally, I wanted to die. But, for some reason, I can't die. No matter what I do, I can't stay dead. The thing I want more than anything is far out of my reach. Why can't I just die? Warning: mention of rape, suicide, and abuse. Also, this is a boy's love story.

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