Belongs To The Vampire King
way of making you gr
most, and leave you stranded, or hanging by loos
hing but a rag doll, playing in the silly theater c
yer, they said. But in my case I
onsidering that I had lost track of time, a very, extremely long while ago. I now
bly unknown, and most likely forgotten by th
ng like it did,
I might've just been reliving the same day, over
ingy looking, and rusted cage of a thing, together with some other people. I wore a dir
by all of us I mean everyone in thi
t and sold like objects. Abused and
as tightly as before. It still ached terribly, wh
godfather, or being sold by my oh-so-loving uncle Sebastian. If someone had told my fifteen year
self bitterly, t
is ready for life, and
ise that pulled me out
avily in resignation and tiredness. Not as I was just getting
show some interest in your unfortunate lives, and buy you, don't you think? Even though
rew of men who had walked into the l
of course count us to see if we were complete. Once in a while, t
r cages so that we would run. So that we would finally achieve freedom, and not go through the same
nd unkind to me, but that isn't what ended my surge for freed
m their homes. Far away from everything they knew. They would just get
ing to try. I had
s he passed, making a terribly coln then to see or know everything that was going on. I had watched the routine
time for food yet? Lately they had been feeding us better, which made me wonder whether there was a
aged woman in front of him, before he sold the boy to a gay and equally ruthless drug lord. They
ages I had collected from this hell hole from flowing in. I refused to cry, no matter how painful it got. I onl
ned, which made me open my eyes in tura boy. From where I sat, I feared they would make
They struggled, trying their best to run
ough the air, followe
going to be tortured o