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Alexander has a minion!

Minion the Nazzy




Alexander
Legacy Name: Alexanders


The Chibi Experiment #4423
Owner: Ashlee

Age: 11 years, 1 month, 4 days

Born: March 23rd, 2013

Adopted: 10 years, 11 months, 2 weeks ago

Adopted: May 7th, 2013

Statistics


  • Level: 8
     
  • Strength: 15
     
  • Defense: 10
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 46
     
  • Books Read: 46
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Store Clerk


They call this place a home so that we won't feel upset when we have to stay. When another family chooses another child instead of us. When we aren't allowed to leave. They can't call it the reject dump, even though that's what this place is. A place to dump kids that aren't cute, kids that don't have perfect hair, perfect teeth, kids that aren't too tall or too short or too thin or too fat. We're the kids no one wanted. No one. Not even our parents.

Our parents waited just three days to dump us. They never wanted us. They only kept us that long because they weren't out the hospital. Alax thinks Mom was too young or Dad wasn't working. I reckon that's a lie. I reckon Mom was too old to want a baby. Or Dad was married to someone else.

They're not waiting out there for us. They pushed us from their minds and got on with their lives. There is no house in the suburbs, no garden, no flowers or place to play. There's only Mom, hopefully miserable and dying somewhere, and Dad, marriage broken down and living in a bedsit with no money and no food.

Do I care about my parents? Why the hell should I? They don't care about us, they never have. The only person I care about is my sister. She's my whole life, the only reason I stay calm when I can.

But she sits and cries all the time. She still believes in them, believes it will all get better, believes one day they will come find us. She's an idiot. They won't come find us because they don't care about us, they never have.

She sits and cries and I have to walk away. I can't stand that they have made her so upset. She's not realised yet that they are not worth it. We don't need parents. We have each other. I wish she'd stop hoping and praying and dreaming about them. We don't need them.

I want to keep her safe. I want to show her that it will be ok. But I'm not strong enough yet. One day I will be. One day I'll be strong enough and she'll know we don't need anyone else.

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