Peachy Bun-Bun
[Cause I don't feel like finding my format for Mi-chan, there will be no pretty post.]
An orphan was usually not treated with kindness. That young Mimori; she used to be like most ten year old girls. She liked to dance and be carried around by her twin. She was attentive to everyone around her and sensitive to whatever was happening out of her control.She was normal her until her sister was adopted by young married couple. That was when Mimori began to understand the harsh life of living like she had.
She was captured and sold into slavery. She was still the obident child she was, however she wasn't treated with respect. What slave was? For years she has been passed around to strange people, preforming whatever she had to dio to stay alive another day. She has been used for hard labour to the cruelest of deivious acts. Mimori has lost plenty of respect for herself...and what she couldn't change. Her oneechan wouldn't even want to be related to her if Mimori rambled off what she had gone through.
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MImori had been thinking about her past as she always did whenever she went to a new master or mistress. The young woman was apphrensive of the person who she was sold to. The richest of houses were often a prison for the girl. The pinkette was snatched out of the van as she pulled into the gates. A lean man was all that had to carry the petite and slightly underweight nekomimi. Mimori's royal blue eyes were downcast as the man brought her to her judgement place in silence. He lifted his hand to knock on the door...
She hated that her sister got millions but she only got measly 30 hundred dollar bills.So,she became looking for a shy girl that she can work with cause she stopped being too shy when her sister left to go marry her boyfriend who tried to rape her but failed when he ''hit the door'' and got 70 brusies.She moved her house and took all her stuff(she took only a little bit).Her mom didn't want her to go,but she had to go on her own.
She grabbed her baby unto her lap when she heard a noise.She grabbed her petite but not so lean baby and put her her hip so she wouldn't fall.She felt her baby tugging on her hair.It was brown like chocolate and long and her wings were beaded with sweat like her skin.She plopped her daughter on the stairs and she answered the door to the guard.He made her sign three paper and she grabbed her slave inside.She turned her around and back and she licked her lips.She thought
''this going to be fun'',then she told her name.
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