Shabang *^*
Here’s a little mini story I wrote for a charmed oc I have >w< *warning she is a yandere so expect gore in the future?*
Oc Airashīdedāku Sirīta
I was born into a kind family .... cliche almost. My father was always out and about ”working” while my mother stayed home watching over me and helping with schooling. Soon my mother fell into a deep depression and she had changed so much that I couldn’t even stand her voice. When my father found out he disappeared and my mom left to... soon after than a man seeming to be my father was mangled up and put on the news. My mother’s depression had rubbed off I guess and I was soon known as the girl with the psychotic mother. My friends turned on me just to laugh in my face.
Once I was at age to leave my guardian I moved to a simple town where it was mostly peaceful. No one there really focused on the news (but by then everyone pretty much forgot.) I’d finally found a few good friends in could trust and even someone I had a high opinion of. I didn’t know much of him but to me he was alluring. He didn’t talk much he mostly kept quiet except for a few of his friends.
I LoVE yoU
I soon began obsessed in learning more things about him. Even one day I’d ran into one of his family members who’d dropped there grocery’s on the concrete.
Oc Airashīdedāku Sirīta
I was born into a kind family .... cliche almost. My father was always out and about ”working” while my mother stayed home watching over me and helping with schooling. Soon my mother fell into a deep depression and she had changed so much that I couldn’t even stand her voice. When my father found out he disappeared and my mom left to... soon after than a man seeming to be my father was mangled up and put on the news. My mother’s depression had rubbed off I guess and I was soon known as the girl with the psychotic mother. My friends turned on me just to laugh in my face.
Once I was at age to leave my guardian I moved to a simple town where it was mostly peaceful. No one there really focused on the news (but by then everyone pretty much forgot.) I’d finally found a few good friends in could trust and even someone I had a high opinion of. I didn’t know much of him but to me he was alluring. He didn’t talk much he mostly kept quiet except for a few of his friends.
I LoVE yoU
I soon began obsessed in learning more things about him. Even one day I’d ran into one of his family members who’d dropped there grocery’s on the concrete.
