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Toni

The Reborn Anyu
Owner: Bird

Age: 1 year, 7 months, 2 weeks

Born: July 30th, 2024

Adopted: 1 year, 5 months, 4 weeks ago

Adopted: September 19th, 2024

Statistics

• Level: 7
   
• Strength: 17
   
• Defense: 15
   
• Speed: 18
   
• Health: 15
   
• HP: 15/15
   
• Intelligence: 1
   
• Books Read: 1
• Food Eaten: 1
• Job: Unemployed

Toni

My room has always felt suffocating to me. The faded and peeling dusty rose coloured wallpaper. The cracked laminate flooring. There was a dent a size of a quarter, near the door I would sit and try to dig at with my fingers to help pass the time. Maybe I could dig myself out one day.

The room smelled like mothballs, that delightful smell coming from the tiny closet that held what little clothing I had. That sickly sweet smell, but it was mixed with sweat, and lemon dish soap.

I didn't have a full bathroom either, no shower, only a sink and a toilet. Armed with dish soap and a washcloth to try and keep clean.

I would sometimes get stickers, ribbons, and other little trinkets. I would tie the ribbons on my metal bed frame, and put the stickers on there as well. Stars, moons, suns and flowers. My small table next to my bed had a snow globe of San Diego, a blue lamp, and a black and white pony.

As I laid on my tiny bed, my fingers picked at the blanket and I stared up into the ceiling. I haven't been feeling good lately. My stomach hurts, my head is swirling. I squeezed my eyes shut, willing sleep to come.

It started with the smell of smoke waking me up in the middle of the night. I fought against my blanket, to try and sit up. I started coughing almost immediately. Tears welled up and threatened to fall. Escape. I needed to get out. My legs felt like concrete, and it was getting harder to breathe. Stand up. Stand up, get to the door.

Time felt frozen, it was getting hotter and hotter every second. The world was spinning. The wall paper was curling in on itself.

More coughing fits. My throat felt like sandpaper. I could hardly see the bedroom door. I put both my arms out in front of me. Trying to feel for the door. If I could feel the dent in the floor with my feet I knew I would be close. It felt like years, but finally… finally I found it. A brief moment of relief.

I immediately started banging against the door. I cursed, I screamed. The door felt hot.

I closed my eyes and slid down the door. I felt exhausted. I couldn't make myself bang and fight against the door anymore. My hands hurt, my throat hurt, even my eyes. Maybe I could just rest for a moment.

The flames broke the door down before I could. I thought I knew pain before, but this was unbelievable. The smell was unbearable. I didn't know fire could be so loud…

I remember waking up to the silence.

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