Hitori Halloway... A name that was remembered by some, and forgotten by others... A name, that held a meaning of 'paranormal' and 'freaky' unlike any other Human had been called... Or so she thought... She was only three, when she had figured out what was wrong with her... What made her different from everyone else... What made her, a 'freak'. To this day, Hitori still stands tall even with the powers she has attaching to her soul, forever... Someday, she hopes to meet someone who is just like her, who understands what h*ll and pain she had been through... Someone who could relate to her. But, to Hitori, there was just no more hope left for her... None that still stays in her heart... Hope, was just an overused word which meant nothing to her any longer...
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Hitori allowed a gentle sigh escape from between her parted, soft lips. Her long, light-brown straightened hair flicked slightly in the the wind, tickling her elbows as she had held her hands up to her chest. A small shiver arose from the bottom of her spine, to the top of her shoulders, the coldness of the breeze finally getting to her. Hitori's dull, amber eyes were locked upon the ground beneath her as she had walked along a sidewalk, beside a street that didn't seem to be very busy... A few strands of stray light-brown hair fell near the sides of her cheeks, framing her pale face... As the quiet, shivering girl gazed down upon the sidewalk, a thought came to her mind... She wondered to herself, if she would be able to get home safely without any unnecessary distractions, and... people... She sighed shakily and looked away from the ground, soon returning her gaze back up towards the sky, so relieve her mind of any worries ahead of her...