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(GUYS ! PLEASE NOTE THAT ENGISH ISN'T MY FIRST LANGUAGE ! I'M FRENCH, 14, AND STILL LEARNING ! SO IF YOU NOTICE ANY MISTAKE OR HAVE ADVICE TO GIVE, PUT THEM IN THE COMMENTS PLEASE ! IT WOULD HELP A LOT ! THANK YOU!)
Part 1: Crystal tears
Mary-Ann stepped closer to you, a Mirror shard in her hand. You bowed your head and tried to stop the tears from falling. 'Look at that poor thing... Oh, what a pretty hair you have ! I want it ! And, you know... I... always... get... what... I want...' she muttered in your ear. You could almost feel her large grin in her voice. 'It has always been like this' you thought. You were born of unknown parents, who left you at the door of the nearest Church in your town. You grew up there but once you got old enough, you left and started to live on your own. You were hired as a maid in a rich man's estate; but the master was harassing you and the other girls, so you escaped. Then, you went to this rich woman's house you had heard of to offer your services, and you got the job: maid for Mary-Ann Scheiss, the daughter of the house. She started making fun of your long, white hair and your red eyes. Then, after you told her about your life, she fired you so that 'you'd sleep in the Streets, with the dogs !' she said. Bu the nightmare wasn't over. She placed the shard at the start of your hair. You know what she was going to do; cut the hair you had carefully grown for the last 15 years. It was knee-length now. You could do nothing but Watch silently as the rich girl cut your hair, it fluttering and falling to the floor just like the feathers from the duvet you slept in when you were a kid. "Hey, stop ! Leave her alone!" A familiar voice echoed, and soon a guy with blond, shoulder-length hair and blue eyes glowing with anger appeared. 'Armin ?'
Favorite visual artistSakuemsFavorite moviesWolf Children, Alice in Wonderland (Tim Burton)Favorite TV showsThe Incredible World of Gumball, Miraculous LadybugFavorite bands / musical artistsVOCALOID, Three Days GraceFavorite booksMiseryFavorite writersStephen King, Camila LackbergFavorite gamesAlice Madness Returns, Danganronpa, Pocket MirrorFavorite gaming platformXBox 360Tools of the Tradewtf does this meanOther InterestsAnime, Manga, Watercolour