Ever since I fully voiced my opinion on being the next queen, eating humans and all. My mother has completely ignored me, getting mad when I disturb her from eating.
I've been restricted from my food since my mother thinks it'll teach me a lesson.
I don't want to, even though I know I have to.
I feel myself growing sicker each passing day. It's only been three days, but I feel like poison is racking itself through my veins.
Food.
I need food.
Right now.
I chase my Oji Sonju out the gate of the capital, I beg him to take me with him.
I can't stand it here anymore.
He agreed after I told him I hadn't eaten in three days. Then he brought me to a lady with purple braids and she gave me a glass of blood.
"Drink this,"
I did.
And I finally was able to not eat any more humans for my survival.
When she told me, I was ecstatic. Overjoyed. I even hugged her, thanking her profusely.
I felt better.
No longer sick.
But I was still pretty hungry.
So I had my first pig meat.
And it was much more delicious than human meat.
I was jumping for joy when my Oji Sonju took me in to raise.
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I have a lot of regrets.
I felt the fact that I had to eat humans at the Tifari's and in general to survive was the worst part about me.
I wish I didn't have to do what I did to all those children.
I wish I hadn't gone out at sunset.
I wish I did what I was told.
I wish I could forgive myself and stop pushing down all my regrets to the back of my mind.
The friends I have understand, and don't treat me any different.
So why do I still feel this way?
Regret.
Shame.
Guilt.
Power.
Wealth.
Success.
It isn't any different to me.
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