The Ruler

d my hand under my chin. Looking out of the window I saw most of the pac

aming down on their skin and each other's blissful company, while I sat

one feel so unworthy. Not having friends or company is a strange feeling. It's just you against

ormal. I think I just gave of an aura whi

d and acted just like everyone else yet they shunned m

I had my two loving parents that I adored and vise versa but when they died f

lost my parents and so our Alpha thought it would be a great i

happened boom I was a daughter again and they were parents. I know they tried to

h them I became more comfortable with them. They are sweet and caring but I

didn't know how else to express the ra

inside of me like waves gone wild, high and dangerous. So I began to

though. I simply wore black. I just felt I could commu

to talk to and not having the strength or energy to ta

pop and gave me a more threatening look. It also matched m

nature jacket and black skinny jeans with a random top and plenty of earrings

lves. They were all pretty normal with jus

e aura of power and difference. They were a

ul mates which filed a missing part of them and

l complaining about how awful and lonely my life is, so why not want someone to come and fulfill me but the thin

t in and make friends even though they never said anything I could se

ypical daughter. I can't even make friends so how am I supposed to make my soul

s English lesson. I listened intensely as I absolutely loved English it

unch every day. I love the view from here you can see a huge chunk of the

walk home. My adopted parents offe

I loved. It was not only because I was pa

inty woods, the sun shining down on m

think and breathe, to be away from the

ad a neighbor that's how private it was. Each house had an opening to the woods and a drive way. The

t. Ginger was my adopted mother and she absolutely loved cooking and baking. I used to hel

he floor and kicked of my shoes. I entered the kitchen a

d and I smell chicken.' I said as I walked into the ki

me! I'm making a

um

Ginger asked stirring a pot

old, suck-ish a

s bette

nd it still sucks. Nothing will ever change. "I was

t me from the pot and gave me a sad, pitiful look, how I loathe those looks. I was se

he would only come later. I rarely saw him as he came home late and awoke early to run and do other stuff that

re you think I should call child welfare it's not what you think. I wanted i

and a couch underneath it. I love sitt

in the corner and a walk in closet which used to be a spare little room with no

important part of

portal out of this world and into my own dream land. It'

rtain that I can pull over my

han anything and would live in it fore