As she lay on the hardwood floor with her favorate blanket sprawled over her still body she listened to the mufeled sounds of her gaurdains shuffling acros s the floor directly below where she remained unmoved, preapairing to go to work for the day. Although she couldn't quite exsplain it, she felt that all of the strang --to say the least-- things that had been happning to her were somehow coniquintal in part to the strange behavior as of late she had been seeing from her unloving fosters. Unloving.... the word struck at her suddenly, resonating across her concious, and forcing her thoughts into an unorganized void of lonelyness, and anger. Ever seince she could rember, her fosters had always been cold and cruel for no aparent reason. She could rember, as a small child, aspiring to do everything right, if only to be read a story, or be tucked in to bed at night... but as hard as she had tried, all here efforts had been in vain. And so she had developed something to the effect of an unwritten agrement, the small faimly never talked, unless the adults wished to voice their..... dissaproval of certant things, or the occasional... tempers that required an object of ventalation. It was a quite aggreable contract, that, most importantly required absoultly nothing of the cold couple. Gochii hadn't so much as mensoned her strange happonings to them (althought not much of anything was mensioned anymore) but still, she got the feeling that they knew, something at the very least. It was unexsplainabull, and ceartanly not probull, but there was almost no doubt.
Her contemplatiions were brought to an abrupt halt as the sound of the front door slaming shut reverbrated throught the household, and as she presed her head to the floor the scrape of the key being jamed into it's place, and harshly turned untill a soft click was relesed could barly be made out. A small smile presed her lips, but not untill she heard bothe the cars enjins simoultainously roar to life, then fade away with the ongoing trafic did she allow her self up.
Quickly dressing into a pair of short black shorts, long striped black and grey sox, and a midriff grey top would match the relentless heat of the day at hand. She was suprised to find that all of these clothes fit with almost two full inches to spair, and her sox, once tight, almost flopped down to her ancles. Pulling her long (black) hair inot a loose bun with bangs straying, she glanced into the mirror. She almost fainted as the quick glance turned into a leighnthly stare. She must have lost half a foot. She had stayed as lean as before, however the tone of her muscle had hardned to a rock like structlure. She had lost her six pack, and all of her scars. As she gazed into the figure that had become her over night, she found her self enraged. Why was all of this happining to her? She had done nothing to deserve it. And as this silent rage grew withen her, she let out a soft scream of fright, as she watched her sharp green eyes change in color to a blazing, and brialnt gold right in front of her. Shaking her head and sprinting down the stairs, she needed to find awenswers. And something omnous told her that all she needed to know, lay in the room of her gaurdians. The focal point of her warnings and threats had been to stay clear of this room.... she had despised, and at one point feared it. Now it was time to see what dark secrets lie behind this forbiden door.
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