Finni's past

DON'T DO DRUGS.

~Finni~

As we were dragged to the airplane, I spent some time thinking about what my life was like before. And I couldn't help but shiver at the memories.

I stared at the small box. They were my fathers. I could just try one.... I had already drank some of his whiskey. This wouldn't hurt to do either, right? I carefully pulled out one of them and lit the end on fire.

I was only gonna try a cigarette once. Just once.

........

A punch. A kick. Then slammed into a wall. "MOTHERFUCKER!"

I quickly fought back. Landing a kick on his stomach. "hey! The loner stoner can actually fight back!" I heard them snicker.

They all ganged up on me, and I was knocked out.

"Finni, them boys beat ya up right well!" I heard my sister mutter. "yah shouldn't be gettin' intah silly squabbles oveah it."

I sighed as she patched me up. "whatever. 'm going to me room." I stood up and limped to my room.

It didn't have much. No pictures of friends. Like I Had any. No posters. They're kinda pointless. I walked over to my bedside table and pulled out a brown sack out of one of the drawers. In there was a small plastic bag, and it was filled with a white powder. I poured some out, and used a razor blade to put them into neat little rows.

"at least thisll make me feel bettah."

.............

"WHAT?!" I shouted disbelievingly. "We're doing what, Dad?"

"You're moving tah America. I think ye'll like it there."

"But... 'm fine studying here! I-" my dad showed me a letter. It was an acceptance letter. One that I thought was never going to get. "Are you serious?"

"Yes."
................

"so you like comic books too?" I asked tentativly to the large Russian man next to me.

"Da! I find them very entertaining!" he stuck his hand out. "I am Vladilen!"

I shook it. "Finnigan..."
...,....

I was taking a walk. A harmless innocent walk. I wasn't high or anything. It was just a walk.

Okay, but in my defense, my Uni classes were being stressful bitches. But now I feel so fuckin' GREAT! Of course that didn't last long, as I heard familiar yelling from a ways away.

"Anya! Get over here! We must go home now!" fuck! Vlad! He can't see me like this! Instead of walking in a different direction, I kept moving forward with my head down. Maybe he won't notice me. I didn't have my hopes up. But he came and went. I stared as he slowly disappeared. What? And I looked down. My body was gone.

"Fuck!"

that was the first time I ever used my powers. Of course then I thought I was hallucinating from the drugs....

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I don't condone the use of drugs! They're bad for you!

Used:
Finni
Mary Ann

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