Part 1
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In the beginning it was only me, born and left behind by parents that couldn't look after me, an accident from a young age left me often seeing the negative in every situation. My life was something that didn't deserve to be in the light, in my adoption home, I was pushed to the back, locked away because my temper was often to much for adopting viscet parents.
"You have to stay put, these aren't the ones for you, Kid," The woman spat and I grumbled at her, standing as tall as possible. We didn't have names, we weren't called and they didn't care about us in the slightest. I moved my way forward and she pushed her hands back and shoved me backwards, knocking me to the ground, "I wont say it again, brat!"
I growled at her and she just slammed the door shut and I heard it click. Locking. I moved and banged against the door a few times before moving back, "What do I do now.." I sighed to myself.
"You have to stay put, these aren't the ones for you, Kid," The woman spat and I grumbled at her, standing as tall as possible. We didn't have names, we weren't called and they didn't care about us in the slightest. I moved my way forward and she pushed her hands back and shoved me backwards, knocking me to the ground, "I wont say it again, brat!"
I growled at her and she just slammed the door shut and I heard it click. Locking. I moved and banged against the door a few times before moving back, "What do I do now.." I sighed to myself.