Heyy, this is something I wrote a while 이전 for Emmett and Rosalie, please 코멘트 there will be 더 많이 chapters :) x
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell 당신 my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have given 당신 all my past information then 당신 can choose if 당신 want to live the rest of my life with me 또는 not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that 당신 would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one 일 they were fine the 다음 일 my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on 상단, 맨 위로 of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted 음식 then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, 당신 stupid little 암캐, 암 캐 where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of 보드카 또는 whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my 침대 의해 my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered 의해 my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen 또는 walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another 그네, 스윙 at me, I was lay on my 담홍색, 핑크 carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the 다음 월 I was on my own, getting 음식 when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the 벽 in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to 옮기기 towards me. I didn’t care who they were 또는 what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell 앞으로 towards my knees and I started shaking.
OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell 당신 my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have given 당신 all my past information then 당신 can choose if 당신 want to live the rest of my life with me 또는 not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan and I am 12, this is my story, this is my life.
So, until I was five I had a normal happy life, one that 당신 would expect a young child too have. Then my parents snapped, they went crazy, I don’t know what happed, one 일 they were fine the 다음 일 my mother turned into an alcoholic and my father into a drug addict but on 상단, 맨 위로 of that they both turned extremely abusive. I had been neglected, I hardly ever went to school, if I wanted 음식 then I had to find it myself I was filthy and beaten for no reason. I grew up like that.
My mother was almost always drunk and that meant trouble I would hide in my room trying to make myself invisible so she couldn’t find me but she always did.
“Caitlyn, 당신 stupid little 암캐, 암 캐 where the hell are you?” She would scream at me stomping up the stairs normally holding a bottle of 보드카 또는 whiskey. I had never done anything but she didn’t care, nothing could stop her. She would drag me from under my 침대 의해 my hair and punch, kick and slap me. I was too scared to tell anyone and my bruises were covered 의해 my clothing and any that weren’t I would make up excuses that I had fallen 또는 walked into a door. I left when I was 11, It was two months until my birthday. My father was off taking a various different types of drugs and my mother going back downstairs after having another 그네, 스윙 at me, I was lay on my 담홍색, 핑크 carpet that was thick with dust blood dripping from the cut across my cheek when I made up my mind. I pulled myself too my feet and limped slowly down the stairs out of the door of our small house and walked away without looking back. I took nothing with me, there was nothing worth bringing. For the 다음 월 I was on my own, getting 음식 when I could- which wasn’t very often- and trying to survive. No one would take me in and I gave up trying to find somewhere else to call home. It was two weeks before my birthday and I hadn’t eaten in a week.
I was sat against the 벽 in a dark alley where no one could see me unless they looked hard. I saw too people stop and look towards me, then they started to 옮기기 towards me. I didn’t care who they were 또는 what they wanted, I just wanted to die, I was cold and hungry and too weak to move. My head fell 앞으로 towards my knees and I started shaking.
*RAGE*
Prepare to have your childhood crushed....
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