by kish » Fri Aug 20, 2010 12:36 pm
Kriss nodded and began.
"Okay...It all began in 1933. I had the perfect life...or so I thought. My family was loaded. We had millions. But one day, they got selfish. They drove me into the city, telling me we were going on a family vacation. I was so excited, grabbed my teddybear, my little toy car, and a couple other little trinkets that I loved. We stopped in an alley and I looked at them strangely. I said, "Daddy, where are we?" he didn't say a word. He picked me up, and threw me out of the car. I looked at him with wide eyes and said, "Mommy. Help!" she looked at me sadly, and they drove away, never looking back."
"I looked arround and hugged my teddy tightly. I sat in the corner of the alley and cried for hours. I finally got up, and being six years old, walked into the city. I spent ten years, living on the streets. Living off of bread crumbs. I would find a dollar on the floor, and rush to the local market. I would pick up a couple apples and candy and run off happily."
"One day, I walked into the store, sixteen years old. It was night time, and I had just found a five dollar bill, which was very lucky. I picked out a small meal and rushed to the alley that I lived in. I was running and I felt something cold grab my sholder, and drag me into a small, dark corner. He pulled my shirt collar down, and bit in hard. I screamed in pain, but nobody seemed to hear me. I felt my blood being drained out of me, and then I fainted. I woke up, in my alley, thinking it was a dream." She stopped. She didn't really want to say the rest out loud. The killing, the blood....
this account is now an archive. you may have known me in the past as kishu lover, miss hitachiin or chalkzone. i check cs a few times a year, just in case i have a message from old friends but, truthfully, the best way to contact me is by discord or snapchat. reach out via PM for contacts. thanks for the good times.
-- kish