This could have been ilitumwa earlier, but the internet hates me. ;w;
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I felt as if I was running in a straight, continuess line, until I colapsed into the soil. And I just sat there in the quiet forest, and cried.
"It wasn't his fault! It was me! Me! I did it... that is why... I am so sorry. So... sorry...!"
"For what?" I stopped beathing with a gasp and a head toss up-ward. "Wh-what?"
"Why are wewe here, in the wet dirt, crying so harshly?"
I stared at the girl for a while. She had a pretty face, that was caressed kwa what seemed to kwa bright flames. Her eyes were a peircing blue. And, she had a smile that was sweet, innocent, and misciovious all at once.
"I... I can do it... any longer!" I tossed myself onto her without a thought, and hugged her. She... held me back, instead of throughing me away.
I told her everything.
I told her about my father sexually abusing my mother and I. I told her about my mother murdering him. And about, how my brother was killed soon after. About how I was the blame. I told her about how my mother killed at least five people. And, how she tossed me out. Mostly though, I told her about the walking curse named Corinne that should have never been born.
"I give up... P-please kill me. Just end it a-" she touched her finger to my lips. "Hush... It will be okay. Stay here. Do not move. If wewe leave, it will make my life so much harder for Stella and I. I shall be back." She set me down gentially, and dashed off as elegentally as a pretty face would be able to. And, quickly too.
She came back with an machungwa, chungwa hair girl, whom seemed younger than the both of us.
I have learned these basic things, that I can tell wewe so fare:
My name in Corinne Shylin. I am a unicorn of basic disasters, and I was six when I met these people. My father and brother are dead, amd my mother was resently sent to jail. The girl whom found me crying in the soil is called Lee. She was five, when I first met her. She is beautiful, but sadistic, and enjoys seeing things, as wewe will find out later. She runs fast. And I still have not found her age, spiecies, and last name. The last machungwa, chungwa haired tiger, is named Stella Sparrow. She was six, then and will forever stay that age, until she knows her birthday. Wich, is a lie. She grows, and ages. Just denies it. Stella is a Light-Catcher and her blood is made of paint.
I live with these creatures in a small town as outlaws and steal what we can get.
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I felt as if I was running in a straight, continuess line, until I colapsed into the soil. And I just sat there in the quiet forest, and cried.
"It wasn't his fault! It was me! Me! I did it... that is why... I am so sorry. So... sorry...!"
"For what?" I stopped beathing with a gasp and a head toss up-ward. "Wh-what?"
"Why are wewe here, in the wet dirt, crying so harshly?"
I stared at the girl for a while. She had a pretty face, that was caressed kwa what seemed to kwa bright flames. Her eyes were a peircing blue. And, she had a smile that was sweet, innocent, and misciovious all at once.
"I... I can do it... any longer!" I tossed myself onto her without a thought, and hugged her. She... held me back, instead of throughing me away.
I told her everything.
I told her about my father sexually abusing my mother and I. I told her about my mother murdering him. And about, how my brother was killed soon after. About how I was the blame. I told her about how my mother killed at least five people. And, how she tossed me out. Mostly though, I told her about the walking curse named Corinne that should have never been born.
"I give up... P-please kill me. Just end it a-" she touched her finger to my lips. "Hush... It will be okay. Stay here. Do not move. If wewe leave, it will make my life so much harder for Stella and I. I shall be back." She set me down gentially, and dashed off as elegentally as a pretty face would be able to. And, quickly too.
She came back with an machungwa, chungwa hair girl, whom seemed younger than the both of us.
I have learned these basic things, that I can tell wewe so fare:
My name in Corinne Shylin. I am a unicorn of basic disasters, and I was six when I met these people. My father and brother are dead, amd my mother was resently sent to jail. The girl whom found me crying in the soil is called Lee. She was five, when I first met her. She is beautiful, but sadistic, and enjoys seeing things, as wewe will find out later. She runs fast. And I still have not found her age, spiecies, and last name. The last machungwa, chungwa haired tiger, is named Stella Sparrow. She was six, then and will forever stay that age, until she knows her birthday. Wich, is a lie. She grows, and ages. Just denies it. Stella is a Light-Catcher and her blood is made of paint.
I live with these creatures in a small town as outlaws and steal what we can get.
On September 3, Cynthia woke up seeing the beautiful siku outside when she walked out the door.
"Im gonna upendo this school year!!!" she told herself as she walked to school.
5 dakika later of walking to school, Cynthia met up with her boyfriend Mars.
"Mars, are wewe ok? wewe look pale." Cynthia admitted putting her hand on Mars' forehead.
It was warm.
Mars shook his head and walked off, Cynthia almost cried watching him walk away.
Rouge the Bat had acme along and met up with Cynthia.
"Hows the siku gone?" Rouge asked in her sassy tone.
Cynthia shook her head and ran to the restroom to cry.
8 dakika later after crying, Cynthia headed to class, math.
"This is going to be a hrrible year." Cynthia answered herself.
"Im gonna upendo this school year!!!" she told herself as she walked to school.
5 dakika later of walking to school, Cynthia met up with her boyfriend Mars.
"Mars, are wewe ok? wewe look pale." Cynthia admitted putting her hand on Mars' forehead.
It was warm.
Mars shook his head and walked off, Cynthia almost cried watching him walk away.
Rouge the Bat had acme along and met up with Cynthia.
"Hows the siku gone?" Rouge asked in her sassy tone.
Cynthia shook her head and ran to the restroom to cry.
8 dakika later after crying, Cynthia headed to class, math.
"This is going to be a hrrible year." Cynthia answered herself.
Well, a lot has happened in the past...age that I've been gone from this site.
1. I have been diagnosed with Ehler's Danlos Syndrome
2. I am now in a kickass wheelchair
3. The condition has also affected my heart, so I'm to stay out of stressful environments and the like
4. I'm still making my game, so theres that.
5. Like I mentioned previously, my OCs have officially moved OUT of the Sonic universe and are now in their own lil universe I created. But they're all still there, Lyssa, May, Alyss, ect
6. I might still post some art if wewe guys arent too adverse to humans being ilitumwa (and if wewe are I totally would understand)
7. SHORT STORIES EVERYWHERE. wewe GET A SHORT STORY. wewe GET A SHORT STORY
8. I still don't do art trades au requests so...don't ask lol.
Have a missed a lot here? I've been semi-updated on the Tak incident (in fact thats why I came back) but is there anything else I need to know?
1. I have been diagnosed with Ehler's Danlos Syndrome
2. I am now in a kickass wheelchair
3. The condition has also affected my heart, so I'm to stay out of stressful environments and the like
4. I'm still making my game, so theres that.
5. Like I mentioned previously, my OCs have officially moved OUT of the Sonic universe and are now in their own lil universe I created. But they're all still there, Lyssa, May, Alyss, ect
6. I might still post some art if wewe guys arent too adverse to humans being ilitumwa (and if wewe are I totally would understand)
7. SHORT STORIES EVERYWHERE. wewe GET A SHORT STORY. wewe GET A SHORT STORY
8. I still don't do art trades au requests so...don't ask lol.
Have a missed a lot here? I've been semi-updated on the Tak incident (in fact thats why I came back) but is there anything else I need to know?