chapter one

Emo was 12 years old, she was lonely, cold and serious. She didn't have friends. We can say that she  was living  alone, she didn't has brothers and her father was an alcoholic and drug addict that spent the day at the bar or selling different tipes of pills and syringes. He beat and mister her the short time she was at home. She didn't go to class or study, for the rest of people she didn't exist.

To eat she used her  father's money or took food she stole from markets, she always was tossed with a big coat, old clothes and dirty socks. Her hair was black with a very pale skin, blue eyes and a thin nose. The shape of her face was long and her arms and legs were skinny from the malnutrition that she suffered. She had bruises and wounds all over the body, covered by the coat.

She didn't have any cuality and she didn't know how to write or read, but something made she different of the rest. She knows how to draw, with the ashes of the chimney, she drew amazing things all over the city. Symbolizing wars and destruction, but at the same time love and beauty.Emo, since the age of 4, when she lose her mum, never has cry or laugh or not even smile, she doesn't feel something.

With the age of 18 she found the body without life of her father and she decided scape of house, she took all the money of her detested father and went to the park to life of the village, she posed as a foreigner and no one's know what happend a few hours before.With the money that left her, she bought cheaper _ and a fine brush. She start drawing in the streets winning alms with which she barely had to eat. She also bought second-hand clothes and shoes that were very big.

One day she met Eider, a boy of her age. Eider love she but she didn't feel something. He looked rich and she saw the chance to steal tood his money.

-thanks @basketgirl_2007 for help me doing this english editio of my original book-

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