Chapter Text
Part 1
Well here goes my life. Not really much of it to tell, it was a short one. So yep if you haven't guessed it already I'm dead. Ooooo (yes ghosts spirits or whatever can type) this is my story and none can write it for me in an obituary. I haven't got close to any one before well except him. Well and other little intimacies before that, but nothing to serious y'know.
I never really fit in anywhere. Always out on the sidelines not to get hurt... Or maybe not to hurt others. I wasn't born into a terrible life but it wasn't exactly worth a childhood award of the century. And my parents well you could say they loved me in their own way I suppose. If that is what it means to sell your daughter to the devil and by devil I mean that fat man Shin Ra and creepy little pompous scientist Hojo.
I think living out in the snowy fields of the northern continent is dangerous for a child of 5 but hey I survived that long and I could use a gun as good as my father. But instead of finding me a caring family they sold me to the highest bidder. There was no excuse. My father just handed me over to a Turk saying he would come back to get me, but, he never came.
Anyway I'm your average teen at 19. If that's what you mean by the fact now I should be like 54 this year. But I won't be as I have given my life for his. Stupid maybe to others but he's the only one who cared. I may as well tell you how I look otherwise no one will remember me how I want. I have just shorter than shoulder length brown hair with red in the under layer. That I wear in two little pig tails cute! I have deep crimson eyes. I am quite a slim build not really skinny I have a little meat; to keep me warm in the winter. I wear a little brown sleeveless tank top and a pair of denim short shorts with a skull belt and black converse.