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Run Away Before It's Too Late

No, No Fucking Way in Hell

I sat in my small room in the orphanage. I run my beautiful, large, sliver and red razor over my flesh again. I smile and watch as the blood wells up. My flesh was screaming for relief so I gave it to it. I feel so much better now. Now, I have punished myself appropriately for being born. For being a burden. For being me.
"Kanthyalindri! Come down here! Someone is looking to adopt a child! This might be you're only chance to be adopted though I doubt t because you're nothing but a dirty, disgusting, pessimistic, worthless whore. SO GET YOUR MOTHER FUCKING ASS DOWN HERE NOW GODDAMNIT!" Bitch yells. Her name is Cathy. She always mispronounces my name. I think little shit does it on purpose. I slip on a my Issues sweatshirt to hide the multiple cuts I made on my arm. The rest of what I'm wearing covers the other cuts I made.
"My name isn't Kanthyalindri god damnit bitch and you know it! It's Kathandria, pronounced KATH-AN-DRA you idiot." I sneer as I walk down the stairs. My blood freezes as soon as I see who is at the bottom of the steps right next to Cathy. Maybe I should bolt and hide. Yeah I'll do that. Shit! He's sees me. And he's staring right at me goddamnit! Well, at least I know he won't adopt me so I'm safe...or rather, he's safe.
I sigh and control my breathing. I walk to the bottom of the stairs and stand in line with all the other girls and boys in the orphanage. Hm...there's a new boy. He looks adorable. He might be fifteen. He looks kinda familiar but I don't know where I could have seen him before. I smile. He's gonna pick the boy. So he'll be saved from this hell. Good for the boy; he doesn't deserve this shit.
He walks up to each and every one of us and asks us questions. The new boy is standing next to me and the man walks up to him and asks him the same questions. Hm...surprising. His answers are nearly the same as mine.
Finally the man comes to me and I look down at my feet. I can feel him looking me over. He asks me the same questions he asked everyone else. I answer them truthfully. I hear him sound surprised.
Cathy sends us all to our rooms. He talks with Cathy.

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Comments

So what if you're "crazy". We're all "crazy" in our own way. Hell I'm even a little "crazy". Being "crazy" just means you're limited edition and not a washing machine. People need to think before they speak and open their minds before their mouths. Show them how it feels to be treated the way they treat you. Kick their a$$ a little.

One of my ex-friends went to a place that's a little similar to the place you went.


If you ever need to talk, I'm here to listen :)

I love the fact that he says my daughter.

@Jaxx_Hysteria
Thanks. That's good because I noticed that i'm actually pretty good at writing dark/disturbing things.

@Uchigawa_ni_shinda17
yay i like things that are dark and if you need new friends this bitch right here will love on you darlin

@jackiegirl
Sorry, I'm just seeing this now. But thank you though I don't really feel like I'm any good. Aww, that's sweet and I hope I will too.
But yeah, I'm planning on writing a new fanfic to help me feel better since it'll distract me from all the bullshit my family and "friends" are putting me through lately.
Oh P.S.: The sequel is going to be rather dark with torture (detailed descriptions probably), possible character death/murder, maybe mentions of rape (Not quite certain on this part), and more but yeah. Just a heads up.