It was a rainy day, I remember that....

My Mother was in pain, my Father was nowhere to be found, and My sister held my Mother's hand. They were in the hospital, the lighting struck and the Thunder clapped. Right when the 2nd lighting bolt crashed through the window, I was born. My Mother however, died by the strike. My Sister was devastated, and being 5 years old she had to raise me....

Years later I was 4 and she was 9.... She was a nightmare, calling me names, bullying me.... I don't remember what she called me, but I remember her pushing me alot.... One day she beat me to where I was bruised up, I was 5 when that happened, that was the day she started going to public school... I was always happy when she left, because I was free for 7 whole hours! When she came back, each day she grew nicer... She would read me stories instead of calling me a loser, she would play dolls with me instead of breaking them... I enjoyed it, then middle school hit for her and everything changed. She never talked to me again, she just lazed around... Pretending I didn't exist... She was 11 then and I was 6... One day, she just growled at me.... I didn't know exactly what she did, but the next day the townsfolk came to our house... They dragged me to their annual meeting... They poured acid on me.... I didn't know what kind, but it burned alot...

I looked at my sister for help but all she did was smile at me, not a kind one but a rather creepy one.. without thinking, I pointed at her and shouted "WITCH!"  The whole town turned against her, my sister bolted towards the Mountian and I never saw her since...

Except for one day...

That day... I was 9, my sister would've been 14... I heard screams from the center plaza, I headed over to the chaos to see a gaint Monster... What scared me more, was what he was carrying... The corpse of my sister.... I was shaking... I remember crying out to her, the townsfolk attacked when they heard me cry to her. I remember seeing the Monster bleeding, then he ran towards the Mountian with my sister. I was shaking and I couldn't stop, I was crying.. why was I crying....? She was mean to me! She bullied me! My sister hurt me! Then why was I crying, did I feel sorry!? No! No! No! NO!!! On my Birthday when I turned 12, I raced towards Mount Ebott and jumped....

*Song not by me*