I tossed the writhing mass of worms into the pond, and watched as the fish hungrily tore into the little slimy creatures, fighting each other for the larger ones. Tossing them to the fish always made me feel better after I got in a trifle. It was never my fault, they always patronized me, but somehow I seemed to always take the fall for it.
The cool breeze brushed my long hair in my face, and I looked to the horizon of trees encompassing me.
“I need a hair cut...” I murmured to myself, taking the long pale blonde strand that was flying towards my eye, and tucking in behind my ear. I have always been a tom-boy at heart, and I
I'm awake, filtered sunlight pierces my eyelids and prompts my arrival to the living. Cold leather beneath me tells me I am not at home. I open my eyes. My eyes are met by deathly white sunlight. The haze clears, and I become aware of my surroundings. A bus. Why am I on a bus?
“You will be traveling by bus to Forest Villa. You will be met by your new family. And Azazel, try not to screw it up this time.” the social worker explains, the chide of her voice as thick as blood. I look to the stitches that hold my wrist.
“Indeed.”
I look to my wrists, and slide the sleeves up, remembering everything. I look out the wi
Edward's Introduction (dA Battle Royale OCT Intro) by NevilSnake, literature
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Edward's Introduction (dA Battle Royale OCT Intro)
I awoke with a large burn across my arm, but my tattoo was still visible, thank the heavens. A woman dressed in white entered the room, and I only assumed her to be a nurse. I knew I was in a hospital by the dingy smell and the grossly white room. The nurse explained to me that, while I was in surgery, my arm spontaneously caught fire, and that the doctors did what they could, but could not put the fire out before substantial damage was inflicted upon my upper dermal layer. She also said that the doctor had gone to fetch me some new bandages. Just as she opened her mouth to spit out a new sentence, the door bade entrance of the doctor, who h