"Why don't you just die."
"Yeah. Extras like you should just get lost."
"Stop wasting air and just kill yourself."
Another year in this godforsaken world. Another day of me being harassed.
I was a student. And as you can see my classmates are jerks who bully those they see as inferior or superior, etheir way I don't really care.
My life at this point had been going downhill.
An orphan that got 'too old' for adoption, forced to move out and live by herself since the age of 13.
I don't even know why they kicked me out, since doing so got them in trouble with the government for not doing their job. A foster care that kicks out orphan children. Great job.
Atleast the government gave me enough support to take care of myself. Unlike some I know who didn't even get a chance to live out their lives when they were let go by the orphanage.
Then after that I went to highschool since I was in the clear as I was tutored in the foster care. And that's when the problem started. I wasn't an innocent kid and will never be, life's given me enough shit that I could go to Florida and feel right at home.
Basically they bullied me for my looks I had a scar on my face, half the length of it. And for this they kept calling me a scarred nick.
And when I was told to be top of my class it got worse, as the bullied kid was now somehow better than them.
But still I was a kid, the bullying got worse and worse that only made my hatred for this life I've been given increase.
'At this point it's tiring to even reply to them. Nothing matters anyway we'll still die, but I won't be a coward and just end it.' I thought to myself.
The only thing that was stopping me from ending it all, was the one time. That hope was given to me, in the form of a scolding. More like an advice
My mind was in its worse the bullying was getting to me and just the feeling of nothing getting better made life seem hopeless
So much so that I tried ending it all.
'If I'm not even given a chance by this world, why should I give it one.'
'Life is hopeless, death is just the sweet release I'm hoping for.'
Thoughts like these got into my head and then I did.
When I tried to run unto oncoming traffic. A homeless man without hesitation grabbed me and pushed me along with his body to the other side.
*Flesh Ripping*
The truck that was supposed to kill me, didn't reach me. But it hit half the body of the old man. Basically splitting him apart from the waist down.
The man's body was bleeding out. The truck that was supposed to kill me was now on its side.
Seeing what happened I immediately got up and tried to help him up.
"AMBULANCE! CALL THE PARAMEDICS!" I yelled as o held the man on my arms.
He was slowly breathing and I noticed a peculiar necklace on his neck.
"Girlie...." He then stalked in a raspy voice.
"Life's.. full of chances... You just gotta wait for the right one." After he said that his breathing slowed considerably.
He was pushing himself just to say this, but he didn't stop and also gave me the necklace that fell on his neck.
"A chance."
After remembering the old man's last words that. I looked down at the necklace on my neck.
I kept it as a memento of the one who saved my life and gave me another chance.
The man didn't have a name. Nor could the hospital identify him to this day I still don't know his name.
After the incident though I was off of school and put into therapy as a means of getting me through some stuff.
Like thinking I just killed a man because I tried to end my life. But the court ruled that out as I was diagnosed with severe depression and as a bonus I was put into a psychiatric hospital.
In which I get my therapy to this day. I still didn't get over the accident but I stopped blaming myself at this point and just went ahead thanked the old man.
'Thanks old man.' Those were the thoughts that floated through my head these days. Even though I still feel guilty I won't waste the second chance he's given me.
But after that incident the bullying got worse. I was labeled as suicide prone by my classmates. And they used that as new bullying material.
They don't touch me as it can be used as evidence, they know it and I know that if I was given anything that I could use to prove the bullying, I would do so. So they're pretty careful with it.
That's why at this point I don't even care what they say anymore. As long as they don't touch me or hurt me.
"Tallie Villin." The teachers voice put me out of my thoughts.
"Class is over." Oh
"That so." I mumbled.
"Thanks teach." I said to my teacher and bowed. Going on ahead and exited the classroom.
I got through to the hallway. The hallways now empty as dusk peeked through the school doorways.
"Damn it's getting pretty late." Seeing that the time was getting slowly closing onto night.
I quickly made my way to the exiting door.
*BAMM*
But before I could do so something hit my head.
*Rinngggg*
My mind slowly rang as I felt blood flow through my right temple.
*Bing*
A metallic rod hit the top of my head and my consciousness went out.
'What happened.' The question that went through my mind.
Until my vision blurred and went off like a tv screen.
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(????)
A soul now floating around in a pool of light. The soul drifts toward its flow as it reaches a ridge with two paths.
The first was a clear water and the second was pure light.
But before the soul could drift toward it. Something snatched it away.
[Tis had been a long time since thy world jud-ged one worthy of being reincarnated.]
A cute voice echoed in the space. But the voice came to a halt when it looked at the soul.
[Thou shalt be thine master.]
The voice's figure then slowly drifted toward the soul and a portal opened which sucked them both in.
(Tallie POV)
My life ended those thoughts drifted to me. Or atleast it should've been the end.
But now I could see a massive valley of stars full of nebulaic clouds. Violet, red , green all the colors made for a beautiful show.
'Am I in heaven.' It was the only conclusion my mind could make for the beautiful scenery before me.
[No]
But an electronic voice rang to my mind.
'Who's there!' Panic filled me as the unfamiliar voice sounded.
[It is I a system]
'A system.... What's a system.' A term unfamiliar came as an answer, I was familiar with electronics and was sure that for something to have a system one needed for it to be in a computer of sorts.
[A system is a fragment of the world's will given action. We are given power to help our hosts complete task given by worlds.]
[And you Tallie Villin]
[Are my host]
It's words filled me with more questions than answers, question of why a world had will, why give host powers and why me.
'Why me?..' The most important question is about me so I asked it first.
[Host Tallie is the first in a millenia chosen by the world to reincarnate thus I took it as a chance to fulfil my promise]
[Thine promise is a secret thou host] The voice said the last part cheekily.
But before I could ask more questions the place around me slowly swirled.
[This system was given a name, a role one might say. The Rebellious Lady System. A name given to my by the will of the world.]
[With its will I take quest from worlds that frees heroines that were improperly treated by their authors]
[And it's my hosts mission to fulfill there last wish. A chance perhaps]
The necklace of the Oldman slowly formed on my now cloudy figure.
'A chance.'
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First story i've made that's not a fanfic so I'm still new to this whole originality stuff so you may notice a lot of clichés at first and I'll try to get better at them.
Anyways thanks for reading and see you on the next one
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