As darkness begins to conceal there is no escape. The pitch black begins to close in. The people once known are traitors, backstabbers, never to be trusted again. All he can do is look away and keep walking into the darkness. He is a slim, dark haired, brown eyed, Hispanic. His family ignores him, there is no time to give him love and affection that he yearns for, the ones that he used to love are gone. He is even beginning to hate himself for the person he is. He doesn't deserve to live on the face of the Earth because there is absolutely no place for him. He grabs the knife, he begins to tremble in fear, he slices off a bit of skin from his arm "Great....... Another scar to the collection." He puts his hood on and puts his head down and continues in the prison known as life. "With every scar I count down the days before I leave this prison known as life." There is no such thing as living a good day.
She's simply a normal girl, she loves to be around people, she's captain of the volleyball team, and happy as can ever be. She is an only daughter but doesn't mind it, her parents are proud to have had adopted her. She lives life like it was her last enjoying every moment. She was one of the best in her class she was simply a great person. She had a beautiful mix of blond and brown hair, hazel eyes, the sweetest smile, and of course every person has their own flaws. She was simply a klutz.
