I'm here in my room alone.
Lying on my bed.
Reminiscing my pinkshit past.
Tears started to fall into my face.
Cursing the people who made my life miserable.
Thinking on what can I do next.
Waiting for someone,
Someone who adopts me next.
Yes, you're right. I'm here in the orphanage, waiting for someone who takes me out in this place again and again.
I still remember my past, the reasons why I'm here in this place. I still remember the last time that I saw her smile in her fragile face. Her tears started to falls all over her face when she says goodbye at me.
I'm still hating the people who made this pinkshits on my life.
My hands started to trembling.
I sighed deeply when I realize that I'm going to lose my control again.
A smirked flashes on my face when I heard something.
I heard a lot of footsteps outside my room.
I know their destination, because I'm the only one person in this floor.
I'm holding my dagger in my right hand and I'll keep it inside my pocket.
I heard my door opens and I see them.
Ohshit. This is it. I had my next target again.
I'll smile sweetly like theres no more tomorrow.
I'm so damn happy and excited right now.
I'll look at my collection inside the big box.
I can't wait to increase the number of my collections. Can't wait to use my dagger and see blood.
Oh well before I forgot, I just wanted to tell you a secret.
I'm Fritz Ogawa and I'm your psychotic orphan.
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A Psychotic Orphan - One Shot Story
RandomI'm Fritz Ogawa, a 18 year old girl and I'm your psychotic orphan.
