Little Miss Red:5sos Fanfiction

Red's backround-1

~Red's POV~

(picture of red above)

Its really hard to move on from something so...... Traumatizing.....
I was walking around in the park, I would say where I am but, if I'm gonna be honest with you.... I don't know..... I ran away from the orphanage 6 years ago and I've been on the streets since, the best I can give you for a location is Aussie (Austrialia).

When I was Little, around... 4 months maybe, my so called "parents" dropped me off at the orphanage. I don't have any memories of them and I don't want any, I've been on my own for as long as I can remember and I want to keep it that way. When they dropped me off I had no note which ment I had No explanation, no name, and no birthday, that's right I said no birthday.

So I quit thinking about my parents, estimated my birthday and was known as 'that' or 'her' at the orphanage. I finally got tired of it When I was 3 1/2 years, right before I stopped talking, and named myself. From then on I was known as Red, because it was my favorite color. I remember choosing my birthday, mostly because it was the day I got a cookie every year (We never get sweets unless it our birthday), March 21st, 2000.

At the orphanage I was the outcast and a bitch, depending on who you asked. I quit talking when I was 4 years, no one liked me and I had no friends to talk to so why talk? I got the label of 'bitch' because I got into lots of fist-fights with boys and some miss-priss girls who thought she could slap me and have it be over... and obviously, I won. Now, the label 'outcast' was a little harder to explain....

My old roommate was the most popular girl in the orphanage, I was in a very dark place at the time, I still am but that's not the point right now, I was in the tiny ass bathroom that each room got and I forgot to lock the door, I was so caught up into the crimson color that bled out of my arm I hardly noticed when she walked into the bathroom and caught me. She told All the girls and bullied me ever since until she got adopted but somehow the headmistress never found out.

After being there for about 10 years I finally got tired of all of it and ran. I just kept running, I left around 2 a.m. and didn't stop moving away from that horrid place until 10 p.m. that night. I've been surviving on the streets ever since.

I found a bench at the park near the back gate to lay down and sleep for the night, I pulled the blanket out of my backpack and slowly fell asleep on the warm bench under the sea of stars in the sky. The last thing that crossed my mind that night was

It's so beautiful...