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WARNING: THIS ENTRY MAY CONTAIN MATRIAL NOT SUITABLE FOR ANYBODY UNDER 13 YEARS OF AGE! PLEASE, READ BRAINLESS MONKEYS BEFORE U CONTINUE! (I don't want my journal to be reported...)

Each characters will have their very own colors:

Shesho = white

Shesho's mom = gray

Shesho's dad = black

other's maybe be added or changed in future entries....

Ever had one of those off days? A day where the odds seem to be against you and just when you think it's the worst it's gonna get, you fall into the seventh circle of hell. Yeah? Well my whole life was like that until... the day two destinies where intertwined forever...

It all started as a normal day, my homework went missing, I missed the bus and had to walk the 3 miles to school, and the "popular girl" Kiki, "accidentally" knocked me into a puddle getting all the contents in my book bag wet and muddy plus, I was late for school and had to hop the fence tearing my only good skirt (stupid home room teacher kept calling me up to write stuff on the board.) After school I ride the bus (or walk) back home where I live with my so-called family. They're not the friendliest people you'd like to meet, my father worked as a Janitor at my high school before he was fired (for reasons I'd rather not state right now) and my mother works as a "waitress" at a nearby "club" to pay the bills and keep food on the table for me and my (home arrested) brother (who by-the-way is 27 and has been arrested more times then he's lived years.) I hate living with them all but yet I feel to sorry for them all to just leave, without me here you'd be reading about another murder in the daily paper. ::sigh:: That's just a normal day in the life of, Shesho Ugaru.

Life has always been like this ever since I can remember and continued to get worse the day I became a teenager. Day 1 of being the age 13 was probably the strangest. I woke up to the usual yelling and shouting of my "roommates", so I did what I always do and just ignored it, got dressed and headed to the kitchen for some food. They were in the "living room" yelling about how this was going to be the forth job he's lost this year or something like that and I was searching the frig for something eatable (and having no luck,) when the whole argument moved into the kitchen. "Why can't you just keep your hands to yourself?" "Because you're not for filling your duties as my woman!!" "Then find somebody on the streets, not our daughters high school!!" "I don't like reusing another man's trash!" "... I can't believe you'd say that! no wonder our sons a criminal!!" "At least he's doing something with his life, that girl will never amount to anything!!!" Usually when he says that I just push it to the back of my mind and forget but the way he said it, his words were cold and filled with hate and shot through me. "Well, what are you proposing, we just throw her back on the streets?" "I never wanted her in the first place, you're the one that..." His cold glare then fell upon me and his face twisted in anger as he walked toward me with his arm extended really to grab my arm or shirt if I tried to escape. "STUPID GIRL, HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN STANDING THERE?!!" His hand gripped my arm tight and lifted me off the floor, I let out a small moan which seemed to only infuriate him more. "ANSWER ME YOU FOOLISH GIRL!!" "I didn't hear... anything... sir!" "HOW DARE YOU LIE TO YOUR FATHER LIKE THAT!!" His hand twitched as he raised it a struck me across the face. "NO! PLEASE DON'T HURT HER SHE'S ONLY A CHILD!" My mother teary-eyed tried with all her might to loosen his grip but didn't succeed. "Please sir... I'm sorry..." "DID I TELL YOU TO SPEAK!!" His grip tightened as my eyes filled with tears and the blood from my mouth dripped to the floor. "If you know what's good for you woman you'll leave and let me teach this girl a life lesson." My mother's eyes widened in fear for herself and me as she slowly turned and left me there alone in the kitchen with my "father." "Now for that lesson..." "Please sir I beg for you to stop!" He turned his body so that he was facing the kitchen table and throw me on top of it pinning both my hands above my head with one of his hands as the other ran up and down my leg. "Hold still and it won't hurt so much!" "Please stop! I'm begging you! please!" The tears were now streaming down my cheeks into my hair as I tried to pull my hands free. "Just be glad I'm not your real father!" He whispered into my ear as he slowly pulled my underwear down. "W-what? You're not my father?!" The room suddenly changed temperatures as a strange blackish-purple light began to radiate from my body. "What in the h-..." Was the last thing I ever heard from that man before I blacked-out and woke up a week late in a hospital bed and nurse hold me I was lucky to be alive after the explosion and that my "father" received massive head trauma and will never be able to use his body from the neck down or be able to speak because his voice box had been damaged. I left the hospital with a bruised arm and face and had strange nightmares about what had happened and I never told anyone what I'd seem before the blackout with the light and stuff.

Ever since that day I've seen the light during times I'm scared, angry, or on dark nights when not even the stars will shine.

Like I said my life changed on a normal day while walking home from school, 3 years exacted had passed since my "father" became a veggi, and I had gained 3 new friends, Homiaru, Iroshi, and Toki. Not the most popular people in school but we're the best of friends, we're know as "The Shesho-Homiaru-Iroshi-Toki's" (don't make me spell it out for you.) Anyway, I was heading home to change because the 4 of us were going to have a sleepover at Toki's (because she has the nicest house) and I was taking a shortcut through the park when... Sorry g2g...

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