Ciel X Reader

Homeless

(Y/N'S POV)

I didn't really like my family, not that I had one anyway. I'm talking about that stupid orphanage that I was forced to live in for a year of my life. I don't exactly remember my parents death, only that they were burned in a fire three years ago. After that I was literally dragged by the police into that god-damned orphanage. Ever since then I was called "Demon". 

The reason being I was called Demon was for all the 'terrible' things I've done as a young child. I robbed people, stolen things, and beat up a few kids. Yeah, not exactly your 'lady' version for the 18th century. So that's where the name comes in. Demon, the girl who is far from a lady.

So around December 1, 1850, I ran away from that god awful place. I hiked on a ship-which I hidden in the storage room the whole time and ate whatever leftovers I could find- until I reach London, England. I was born-from what I guess- America. It was horrible there with all the slaves, I had a few friends that were slaves...but I watched them with my own eyes killed because of their skin color. So that's when I left, because I had no one else. 

(To be continued my loves-wait that sounds weird, let me just cringe in my words- To be continued my fellow-reading friends. Peace- Raven)