When I was younger
I was wronged
I knew I wasn't loved
But I still loved
I wasn't given a chance
Not to cry
Not to beg
Not to prove myself worthy
When I was younger
I discovered I was thrown away
I discovered, many children were thrown away
I was still young
So I cried
Even though I was scared,
Scared of the men in suits
The chains on my wrists
The cages overflowing with the scent of blood
The needles
The adrenaline rushing through me, I never ran away
When I was younger
I learned monsters existed
Monsters gave me away
Monsters took me away
Monsters trained me
Monsters isolated me
Monsters praised me
Now that I'm older, I know, I've become a monster too
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Diary Of 1000-Personas
Short StoryFrom 1st person pov or 3rd person-sympathetic pov, I'll upload short snippets or one-shots of my personal characters. I have a few favorites, but since I have nearly 100 hundred ocs in total, don't worry about a lack of content. I will upload here w...
