new life-2weeks beyond.

I remember when you taught me to hold a blade.
The daggers you placed in my tiny little hands, I didn't notice then how pale you were. I didn't put together all the clues of the life you lived. The allergy to the sun...
The lies...the truth's what was there.

You were training me to be this way weren't you.
The Classes you forced me to go to. Everything was for this moment.

I remember what I was told. It was easier then. I didn't have the taste of death, I didn't look any where I wasn't suppose to. I kept my eyes closed.
Like the good little girl I was. every one thought I was so pure...
that i would take the abuse longer..
Pain is pleasure ...right?

I was blind an mute as I was suppose to be.
I must be again.
I do not mean to be so dumb I do not mean to speak like this.

But I am not the same little girl you raised.

I have changed you do not know everything about me any more.

I am trying an must try harder not to screw up.