before i start, i want to apologize...
i feel lik ive been very repetitive about Kasumi's past(profile, then a post, then another and now this) and i dint mean to b...
im repetitive in real life 2 XD
so im sry if this is annoying(im annoying in real life 2!!!!)
its fixed!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I watched in terror from my safe corner in my closet as a gang shot my father and stabbed my mother.
No! I wanted to scream and run to my mother, who was still alive. I started to get up and opened the door little-by-little.
Mother looked over at me and screamed and pleaded with her eyes as more and more of her blood was spilled.
But I was immune. I stepped out and screamed, "Mother!"
The gang members now were fully aware that I was in the room, too.
"Well, well," one ugly man with an ugly soul came towards me, "What do we have here?"
"Is she a bloody halfer, too?" hissed another man.
"Kasumi....Kasumi!" mother gasped with her last breath.
One man grabbed me, the one with the ugliest soul I had ever seen.
"Don't touch me," I warned him with hate in my voice.
"I'll do what I please!" he said as he brought that bloody knife to my small arm.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" I screamed and with quick motions, stabbed him with the knife.
He screamed and backed away while others took his place, all trying to kill me. I flipped over one man and threw another across the room.
"Let's get out of here!" cried many of those gang members as they fled the murder scene.
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Rain woke me up as it splashed onto my face.
I had THAT dream again, I thought angrily to myself. I was 3 years old when my parents were killed. For my age and for a girl, I was freakishly strong and fast. Right now, I was 7.
I shook the rain off and looked around to see if I could find anything to eat. I was what many called, a thief. I called myself "a survivor."
I was also a halfer. I was half human and half soricid, just like my parents used to be.
I spotted a target and ran. It seemed like the best meal I would ever get! A couple walkign down the street. The man had a hoagie tucked in the corner of his arm. I ran by and swiped the hoagie like an expert.
"Thief!" yelled the couple as they scrambled and slipped while trying to catch me, "Thief!"
"You won't catch me," I sighed, "Just give up and buy another!"
I ran to a rooftop with shelter to eat my well-earned meal.
