Well hello everyone! My real name is not Belar, and I'm not 6, or I wouldn't have been writing this! Belar is a character in the story!
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As you have read so far, Delar seems to not aloud to text or have a fun. Actually, no. Her parents are abusive and they... you'll figure it out children and adults.
No she doesn't have any powers at all. The name is just a name I picked!
You can read the next chapter once I have published it!
What Delar looks like:
I'm just gonna put the pictures together.
She is 3'6 which is the natural height of a 6 year old, and she is skinny enough that you can see her bones. She wears her hair in a bun.
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Obviously that is not her! That's her hair color and length!
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The hat she wears to cover her eyes... a lot.
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Her skirt.
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Her boots.
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Her shirt.
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Her hazel honey eyes.
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Left side is the color of her skin.
Theme song:
Run and Hide (Sabrina Carpenter)
Shadows (Sabrina Carpenter)
YOU ARE READING
Lullaby
General FictionH-Hi, I'm Delar. I'm 6 years old, and I have lived a very hard life, a-and I still am. I-I usually hide my eyes under my hat, and I had to make my own money on my own to buy the clothing I have. Oh shoot, I think momma is coming. I-I have to go, bye!
