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Bleak memory part2Time fo part 2 of bleak memory
I walked,and walked then broke down in the town of rain out i passed out on an alley way, be fore my sight went black i saw a girl. When i woke up i was in aroom and the same girl from earlier was sitting at the end of the bed. She was looking down at the floor a bit sad while her black hair lay braided down her back. She noticed i was awake and i said, "you have big....." before i could finish she slapped and yelled " I KNOW!" Then she asked me for a name, my name. "i dont have one." You poor thing" she said. She looked about as old as me give or take a year or two. Lets give you one" she told me."hmmm,m how about wander". The name echoed in my head. I liked it. "sure" i said. Then i asked her for hers. She told me it was sepia.
I said,"well sepia this is the start of a freindship" i thought if you catch my drift......
To be continued
A bleak memory part oneI guess its time ofr my brain to tell a story
Thought all,of this my self so no one can tell me i didnt
This is before what happened in oblivion
All i wanted was a normal summer, but, heck with my luck that all changed.
It was clear my parents hated me. They thought i was a freak because i was a neko. I hated them for it but the darkness made it so. They begged for mercy, but the second they went down under the shadow the screams stopped. My older sister took care of me because i was 5 at the time and 10 years later it happened... They stormed the house. I got parylized because they poisened me. The worst part was i could see them drag my yelling sister out looking at me with crying eyes telling me to find her. When i woke up the house was burnt nad i found a open drawer a single thin steel blade stuck out of the ground. A dark aura flowed out into my shadow. I then passed out again. I woke up with the same blade in my hands and i was sitting against a tree. I tried
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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