The happiest story about neglect everIt was a warm summer night in Vegas as little Ekard Eden walked along the dark sidewalk to reach his destination. His older brother and caretaker had been gone for quite sometime. Where he was, nobody could really say. He only said he had "something important to take care of", and left. Sadly enough, Ekard hadn't eaten in a few days, which couldn't be too healthy for a five-year-old. Upon reaching the home of one of his friends, he knocked on the door as hard as he could, being so small and weak. A woman answered the door, a fox, more specifically, and looked at Ekard in bewilderment. Ekard was thinner than she had remembered, and was only wearing a set of dark-blue footed pajamas that had been stained from several nights of bed wetting. He emitted a rancid, foul odor from a lack of bathing.The happiest story about neglect ever3 years ago in Settings More Like This
"Um... Nadine? Do you have any extra food laying around?" Ekard occasionally stuttered as he spoke.
"Ekard? What happened to you? Are you
DiamondHa elgondolkozok múltamon, úgy érzem, mintha egy unalmas könyv főszereplője lennék, aki ugyanazon lerágott és bevett gondolkodással és történettel rendelkezik. Csak a szokásos. Hirtelen iskola váltás, találkozás az új helyen egy aranyos sráccal... Szóval így érzem az életem. Először is a nevem Diana, 15 éves vagyok. 9 évesen váltottam. Az előző sulimban mindig engem piszkáltak! Örülök, hogy elmentem onnan! Most egy jobb suliban vagyok, legalábbis itt jobban érzem magam! Igaz, itt egy átlagos, jelentéktelen, észrevétlen lány vagyok... Najó! Az átlagosnál kicsit rondább! Barna haj, barna szem, bla, bla, bla, bla! Ennyit erről! Nagyonsok barátot szereztem! Főleg fiúkat jobban! Ez van.... Ne ítéljDiamond3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
To The DeathI froze. All I could think was "Dear God, what is this?" I did not know what to do except sit there and hold a silent scream inside my body. Nothing I had ever done had prepared my for the situation that laid in front of me then. I was witnessing the slow and painful death of my fiance, and it was my mentor that was committing the crime.To The Death4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
I could not believe what I was seeing; Is this a joke? My mentor was attempting to feed a small, live octopus to my fiance, who was tied with rope to one of the large kitchen chairs. The octopus was the size of the palm of a large hand, and roughly the color of cement. It would have been amusing to witness this scene if I did not know that the intent was, indeed, murder.
"Doctor, what is going on?" It seemed that he noticed me for the first time, but did not stop for one instant.
"I am getting my personal revenge in the most inconvenient of ways," he said calmly as he succeeded in putting one small tentacle in Charles' mouth. I then realized that my fi