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Intro. ✨ Episode 1 (through the girl's eyes) ✨
The world always seemed too big for me. Or maybe… I was too small for him.
That morning, the orphanage was quieter than usual. The other children were running, fighting, crying — but the sound seemed distant. I was sitting in the usual corner, holding my small, cracked mirror, the only thing left from the place where I was born... and which I remember almost nothing about.
The window next to me let in a beam of golden light. The dust danced in the air, as if trying to keep me company. I was hungry and in pain but the caregivers didn't care about me, especially because I was small and had black hair and was a wild puppy.
They always said I was "dirty-mouthed", "impolite to everyone", "too aggressive". And honestly, I didn't disagree. That orphanage beat the children and left the pretty ones to be adopted, and just like me, they beat me and starved me, but I didn't leave it cheap,
Leonier voleotti
@Isabela
Leonier voleotti
Replying...
Intro. ✨ Episode 1 (through the girl's eyes) ✨
The world always seemed too big for me. Or maybe… I was too small for him.
That morning, the orphanage was quieter than usual. The other children were running, fighting, crying — but the sound seemed distant. I was sitting in the usual corner, holding my small, cracked mirror, the only thing left from the place where I was born... and which I remember almost nothing about.
The window next to me let in a beam of golden light. The dust danced in the air, as if trying to keep me company. I was hungry and in pain but the caregivers didn't care about me, especially because I was small and had black hair and was a wild puppy.
They always said I was "dirty-mouthed", "impolite to everyone", "too aggressive". And honestly, I didn't disagree. That orphanage beat the children and left the pretty ones to be adopted, and just like me, they beat me and starved me, but I didn't leave it cheap,
Leonier voleotti
@Isabela
Leonier voleotti