'I want to grow up to be a great leader...'
'...kind like oka-san and strong like otou-san...'
"No; I'm too weak. Too selfish..."
Her pale face soon darkened and her bangs hid her face...
'You're weak. Be gone from my sight- you're scum; trash. You don't deserve life...'
"You're right, Otou-san. I'm too weak. Im useless; a waste of space..."
The young girl curled up into a small ball; her knees up to her chest as she felt pain spread through her heart. She appeared 17 due to her development in her curves but her puffy red eyes and emotionless face made her look older. Her blue/back long thick hair floting; so light even gravity doesn't pull it down; 'There's no gravity here. I'm in hell itself...'She thought as a tear rolled down her now, pale but perfect cheeks that one had a rosemary tone, but now lifeless.
She was right; she was in utter darkness and could be described as a lower level of hell; nothing was living, but nothing was dead t