it was the year 20xx i was doing what I had to, to get day by day in this crule world, my sister and I would sometimes go days without food or drink,
the only reason we didn't die is because of old man frank who took pity on us and gave us a loaf of bread or a croissant and something to drink, to be honest I'm thankful for him, he always said we were like his kids since we were basically like hood rats just sticking around and not leaving.
he knew about are lives and our mom, well he used to bang her so it's no coincidence he knew about us, he might of been my little sisters dad, but who knows, we're were just two fatherless bastards with a bitch of a mother.
one day I saw her hit my sister and somthing overwealmed me, I kicked the ground dashing at her with all my strength and I rammed her making her fall down a flight of stirs.
she broke her leg and was hospitalized for quite a while, but we were finally free of her too, I didn't mean to hurt mom, but I just couldn't bare to see her hurt zila.
I think that day, it was as if her blood was on my hands and If she were to of fell just a bit faster or rougher, mom would of been dead by my hands, that day was the first day I felt hopless and a bit heart inside, it was as if I had a new scar on my heart.
but then again I had little zila and we left, we didn't go home, we found little tree house I the woods and we made that into a temerity home, we lived there for a few moon's before we had to return home to take care of mother.
it got worst but my smile never fadded, she never did anything to my zila again and whatever she did to me didn't matter.
the things she did is somthing no mother should do to their child, the way she used me made me feel inhuman and disgusted, but what could I do, were we lived, there was nothing that could be done for anyone, ecoecally not me.
but in time I got used to it and I broke even more, I... I- I stared enjoying it, I felt like a object and a play thing for a long time, it was. few years actually.
but then zila broke me out of it, and as her hand held mine I felt whole again,
so I killed her
mom wasn't going to get in our way anymore, I was practly not her son anymore, I was like her little slave, a whore and a object that could just be used whenever she wanted somthing done, the scars on my body were proof enough so I think I deemed myself justified.
after that I thew her body in a fire, which was the house and me and zila went back to living in the tree house.
she loved her games, she was so adorable and her smile brightened my day, her cute giggled always made me feel warm inside and her voice was soothing, eveytime I saw her my heart throbbed and she loved to talk, she was shy around others but she always pored it out on the table to me.
I wish I was able to do the same tho. . .
it was all like a wave, I just let everything go and I was only doing everything for my little sister, she was my life and I lived for her smile, to see her smile was all I wanted and it's what I got.
I eventually saved up enough money from working at a factory and we both moved into a apartment, she loved it, but despite having two beds she never slept in the other own, she was a bit too clingy, but I thoght it was cute so I let her do as she wanted.
I didn't like leaving her alone, being apart from her made me feel empty, so I walkways made time for her and it was as if school, zila, and then work was everything.
we eventually got a Turtle names Suzy, I named her, she was my pet and she was from zila, it was apparently my birthday, I never was good at remembering such trival things but she made sure to give me a good day, that day.
time passed and we got older, we had a stable life and all was good, but I think I- never mind.
a year passed and we were both in the 8th grade, she was smart and quickly cought up to me, I was surprised when she ended up in my class and to think she skiped a whole grade, it called for celebration.
that night was fun but as we had a small party. . .she kissed me.
not as a family member but as someone she loved, it was more of a confession and as she said she loved me I didn't know what to do.
but I didn't feel the same way.
I just played it off as there was alcohol in the applesider and she was a bit drunk I'm sorry zila your big brother only sees you as his little sister...not a woman.
but she didn't belive me and confessed her love, in the end I didn't let her down nor did I accept her, I only did what I could to resove the situation and it worked, she fell asleep and when she woke up I pretended to he hammered from last night's party.
she was clingy, it seemed like needed to get that off her chest and she didn't care if I didn't remmber, I love you wad something she always could say and however she ment it was...well it was just how you'd expect, it was both ways.
a long time had past since then and I remmber that we went to the amusement park one time and she was taken by 3 guys and a girl from school, she was ruffied and when I was in the bathroom they took her.
when I found them, a river of blood formed, I have no regrets on who I killed or why I killed them, no one touched my sister and lives to see Tommow.
another few months went by and as we started are school year in high school, she pulled me aside in the afternoon when we got home and she confessed again
i died a few weeks later,
but I remmber my response clearly, I just patted her head, roughing up her hair a bit and teasing her for being so adorable.
but I still don't see you as a woman, zila
but I do regret not getting to say I love you one last time...but why would I do that.
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if I did that she'd cry and plead for me to stay, but I have to go though, it's not a choice zila don't cry.
I beg you, don't cry, your my everything and when your hurt, I'm hurt, when your happy, I'm happy.
so live on... please. . .for me♡
[ the 9th incarnation, Aizen Siren's full story ]
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hey who turned off the lights...what what's a light? get me out of here!
you started this, me use peck attack!
*crack* *crack*
it's working! some more, I need to do it some more!
*crack!* *crack!*
I see the light!
come on me, put your back into it and peck!
*crack!* *crack!* *crack!* *crack!*
"freedom!"
gimme gimme, that freedom!