Without a reason, i was born to be like this.
Carrying guns in my young age is normal for me.
Guns is my toy.
Killing is my hobby.
The dark streets are my playground.
I was born and trained to be like this.
An assassin that my both father and mother mold to use as a weapon against their enemies.
Growing up surrounded by blood and dead bodies and not even being disgust about it.
That's how miserable my life is.
But at least they cared to pay me some attention when they training me to torture the poor guy whose begging us or me to stop. I was young by that day maybe 6 or 7 I was, me holding some shears that my father gave me. I refuse first but when father said how fun it was. I found out how I'm excited I was by that day. When how I teared every pieces of his body.
And that's the day they turn an angel into a living agony.
An innocent girl teach to carry a gun.
An angel that carrying a gun.
And that's me.
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An Angel with a Gun
ActionShe grew up surrounded by blood and dead bodies. Holding guns in young age, trained by her parents how to fight and kill or to torture someone who defy them. She became their weapon. That's how miserable she is. But she didn't know that her mission...
