by Khrusolophos » Wed Sep 18, 2013 4:16 pm
Venice looked down, embarrassed. "I used To go to a public school. Back then I was scrawny and pale, and I had cancer. My father, well, the man who turned me, didn't understand why I was sick. I never healed from wounds on my own. All the kids made fun of me because I had no hair, because of my name, and I was small... There was this one boy... He was the worst, he teased me, an one day, after school, I cornered him, and I killed him." She looked at him, ashamed. "I was only 8 years old... I KILLED someone... Another CHILD." She whispered, leaning on a tree for support and sliding to the ground. She hid her face in her knees.
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