Thread:Hushuzu/@comment-29325988-20170219184125

Name: Grace Jena Williampson

Age: 14

Sexuality: Asexual

Backstory:

Grace whimpered as her father took her hand in his. "I'll be back soon, honey, don't worry." He reassured her, squeezing her hand tightly against his own.

The thirteen year old sighed and hugged him. "Okay. Bring me back a coin!" She laughed a sad laugh, releasing him. She had always hated it when her father went on long trips around the world.

"I will, honey, and say bye bye to Cracker!" He waved, pulling on the black leash connected to the dogs collar as he left outside the door.

Grace continued waving, little but thick tears streaming down her cheeks as she did so. Later, she calmed down and fell asleep.

3:47 AM

''Woof! Woof! ''Grace was awoken by the familiar sounds of a dog with a deep voice. "Cracker!" She yelled and ran into the hallway, hoping to see her dad and her dog standing there, awaiting for a hug. "...Cracker?" She asked, looking at the dog who didn't look anything like the Cracker she had once known. He was dirty, looked wet, and was bleeding.

Grace ran to her precious dog and hugged him, but he pulled away and ran outside, and kept running. Grace charged after him, cleatly spooked.

Then, she heard the crackling of the fire and stopped in her tracks as it came into view. That was her father's car... It was... Burned down... What!? She ran to it, crying hysterically, not minding the burns forming on her arms as she reached into the car and pulled out the limp, stiff body of her father.

"Run." Was what her father said before his eyes rolled into his head, and she looked up with wet cheeks to see gang members surrounding her. She grabbed Cracker and ran, she ran as fast as she could until she couldn't stand it any longer.

TIMESKIP A FEW MONTHS

Grace had spotted a girl, older than her, to pick pocket. She casually strolled along the side walk, rummaging through multiple pockets as quick as a beast, before reaching into the girl's. Her wrist was instantly twisted as the girl turned around, grabbing Grace.

"Nice try." They said, letting go of her wrist while Grace stood there, completely and utterly shocked.

"What the...?" She stated, looking at April up and down like she was a machine. In all of her street months, no one ever noticed when she stole their items.

April narrowed her eyes. "Fuck off, bastard." She huffed.

"Excuse me? Not like anyone likes to hear what you have to say, anyway." She responded coolly, her fists clenched. She had anger issues.

"Shut that big mouth up and get your head outta your ass." The girl crossed her arms, raising a challenging brow.

"Freedom of speech." Grace fired back as she launched a powerful punch to the gut.

April looked down at Grace with a smirk before shoving her to the ground, soon coming on top of her and throwing some punches at her face, which was beginning to be smeared with blood.

"That'll teach ya." She said, but Grace switched positions and stood up, kicking April in the sides with all of her force.

April grabbed Grace by the leg and threw her down onto the ground, head first. She shot up herself, but didn't harm her any longer. "You look like you need somebody to teach you some stuff." She snorted. "Come on."

Grace got up and dusted herself off, rubbing her sore elbow as she followed April into another dramatic life.  