Elena's POV
Life was hard for me since mom and dad died. But I know they want me to be happy and live on so I forced myself to, for them. After what happened ten years ago, and I was only four back then, I wandered from place to place to find refuge. Some took me in out of pity, but when they figured out I was a ghoul, they got scared and didn't know what to do so they kicked me out. It was like a cycle. They'd take me in and kick me out. I've grown tired of it so I just kept wandering. I was like this for a year. Since I'm a one-eyed ghoul and I only eat human flesh, I had to be near funeral homes and hospitals because that's where recently dead people could be found. One body part or two was enough to satisfy my hunger. I didn't had the gut to kill and steal that time. Those words weren't even in my vocabulary. Maybe because I was brought up by good people. My parents, of course. But then everything changed when I finally found a place to stay with these trashes as my source of basic needs just like everyone else who lives here. They call this place Meteor City.
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Author's note!
Sorry if it's short and kind of boring :(
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Phantom Ghoul
FanfictionGhouls were once a threat to a world where average and supernatural humans dwell. But everything changed after that fateful incident that ceased the extinction of their kind. What happens to Elena, an orphan, one of the ghoul survivors, whose everyd...
