Status: Thinking of more and writing, depends on reviews & comments.
Waver
A new start
My story is about the life I never had, I was never normal, I was special. I helped many people, but what do I get in return? Those white coats sticking me into a room and stabbing me with needles. Sure the others kept the secret, but if I didn’t do anything, she would have died. I regret nothing.
Well, let me start at the beginning shall I? My name is Aqua, I am 15 years old but short for my age, I don’t like it. Some people take one look at me and go “Aw what a cute little kid.” What with my big ice blue eyes and my long, curly, jet black hair, but they don’t know the real me, I can be tough when I want to.
I don’t have a family, they died in a freak skydiving accident when I was 6yrs old. I still remember my mom sometimes, the softness of her skin, the flowery smell of her hair, the sweet sound of her voice. A single tear rolled down my face, I wiped it away angrily, stupid unreliable parachutes.
Well, let me start at the beginning shall I? My name is Aqua, I am 15 years old but short for my age, I don’t like it. Some people take one look at me and go “Aw what a cute little kid.” What with my big ice blue eyes and my long, curly, jet black hair, but they don’t know the real me, I can be tough when I want to.
I don’t have a family, they died in a freak skydiving accident when I was 6yrs old. I still remember my mom sometimes, the softness of her skin, the flowery smell of her hair, the sweet sound of her voice. A single tear rolled down my face, I wiped it away angrily, stupid unreliable parachutes.