A shattered life, at the hands of fate
*a large jaguar moved silently through the shadows, it’s golden eyes looking around before nudging a small girl forward. Here, they would notice her here. or he hoped they would. he tried the beach and a club but the girl was still left alone. and the young girl needed someone to take her in before Ambika found her. Nuzzling the girl, lovingly he moved back to the shadows cringing as the girl started to cry. Moving forward again, he sat near her.* Mags please, do this for me? *the little girl shook her head clinging to the Jaguar, he was the only thing she had for protection she didn’t want to be alone again.* Mags I can’t stay….please Margaret *it was hard for him to leave the girl, but he gave himself in to there owner to keep her off Margaret’s back, that and he had to keep an eye on his twin. Taking on his human form, he wasn’t that old himself, only looking to be about 11. Shaking his blond hair from his face* “I promise I will be around, but I have to go” *he stood up, this time ignoring the girl’s crying, disappearing into the shadows again leaving the four year old alone. her crying stopped almost instantly, as soon as she realized he was gone. she was able to do that, from four years of being hurt from crying. Sitting still where she was left she whipped her tears away looking around skeptically*.
They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears
They hide in the light, so you can't see their fears
Forgive and forget, all the while
Love and pain become one and the same
In the eyes of a wounded child
Because Hell
Hell Is For Children
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell
Hell Is For Children
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh
It's all so confusing, this brutal abusing
They blacken your eyes, and then apologize
You're daddy's good girl, and don't tell mommy a thing
Be a good little boy, and you'll get a new toy
Tell grandma you fell off the swing
Because Hell
Hell Is For Children
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell
Hell Is For Children
And you shouldn't have to pay for your love with your bones and your flesh
No, Hell Is For Children
Hell
Hell is for Hell
Hell is for Hell
Hell Is For Children
Hell
Hell is for Hell
Hell is for Hell
Hell Is For Children
Hell
Hell is for Hell
Hell is for Hell
Hell Is For Children
Hell Is For Children
Hell Is For Children
Name: Margaret
Nickname: Maggie Mag
Age: about 4
Gender: Female
Species human
Hair color: Blonde / Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 3' 4"
Appearance: She has dirty blond/brown hair with icy blue eyes. a scar runs down her cheek that appears to be from a whip, another one marks her back and shoulder. she is beat up and dirty looking.
Personality: Very fearful of just about everyone and everything, though she never really lets it show. Submissive, a little overly so, she aims to please. Even at her young age she knows how to survive with out help, having been forced to do it for a long time. very quiet and withdrawn from the world.
Past: She was born into midnight but wasn’t really trained that much when she turned 1 she was sold to a harsh trainer. There was a boy there that babied her making sure she wouldn’t loose her childhood. He was only 7 years younger then him yet he seemed older. When she turned 4 he ran with her
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