The Broken Rose
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Category:
DarkFic › General
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
41
Views:
5,420
Reviews:
2
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
The Sorrow begins
This is the story of a young wolf named Sky, whose young life has been rocky and full of hardships. All characters in this story are unique and mine for the most part, chacters that show up later on in the story are based off of avs i have meet in secondlife.
My name is SkylarRose and i am 19 yrs old. My friends call me Sky. My life hasnt been that of a normal happy child. I am the youngest of two, my half-brother Jay, was 13 when i was born. Jay disliked me from birth, but never laid a hand on me until after our father died. From the time i was born, until i was five, i had a semi-normal life with my parents, my brother i saw every other week, bc he lived with his mom the rest of the time, i grew up adoring and looking up to him. I was 5 yrs old when Dad passed away, a lost child about to learn how much life could truely hurt. My mom grieved for months over my dads passing, Which left me in the caring hands of Chole, my dad's first wife, and Jay. It was then that i found out that the brother i adored hated me.
About two weeks after the funeral was when i saw a side to my beloved brother that i had never seen before. It happened on a sunny afternoon, Chole went to the nearby store and asked Jay to babysit me while she was gone. No sooner had she left, Jay locked the door and called me into the living room. I went in as any innocent child would, wondering what i was being called for. Jay had me sit down on the couch, and started speaking softly at first, then loudly, wasnt long til he was screaming at me, i cant remember what all he said now, but he managed to back me into a corner as i tried to figure out what i had done to cause this anger that i had never seen before. In my childish innocence i was the perfect target for anger and Jay used it to his full fledge advantage. i no longer remember the exact number of hits i took that day as my once loved brother took his anger out on me. but i do remember the bruises that my clothes hid and the broken leg that was blamed on the stairs. From that day on i learned that there were monsters in this world that could hurt you worse then the boggeyman. I wont bother going on day to day, or year to year, listing the abusive hell i went through, but it was more than any child should have seen.
My name is SkylarRose and i am 19 yrs old. My friends call me Sky. My life hasnt been that of a normal happy child. I am the youngest of two, my half-brother Jay, was 13 when i was born. Jay disliked me from birth, but never laid a hand on me until after our father died. From the time i was born, until i was five, i had a semi-normal life with my parents, my brother i saw every other week, bc he lived with his mom the rest of the time, i grew up adoring and looking up to him. I was 5 yrs old when Dad passed away, a lost child about to learn how much life could truely hurt. My mom grieved for months over my dads passing, Which left me in the caring hands of Chole, my dad's first wife, and Jay. It was then that i found out that the brother i adored hated me.
About two weeks after the funeral was when i saw a side to my beloved brother that i had never seen before. It happened on a sunny afternoon, Chole went to the nearby store and asked Jay to babysit me while she was gone. No sooner had she left, Jay locked the door and called me into the living room. I went in as any innocent child would, wondering what i was being called for. Jay had me sit down on the couch, and started speaking softly at first, then loudly, wasnt long til he was screaming at me, i cant remember what all he said now, but he managed to back me into a corner as i tried to figure out what i had done to cause this anger that i had never seen before. In my childish innocence i was the perfect target for anger and Jay used it to his full fledge advantage. i no longer remember the exact number of hits i took that day as my once loved brother took his anger out on me. but i do remember the bruises that my clothes hid and the broken leg that was blamed on the stairs. From that day on i learned that there were monsters in this world that could hurt you worse then the boggeyman. I wont bother going on day to day, or year to year, listing the abusive hell i went through, but it was more than any child should have seen.