(Based off my life :3) I had to try so hard not to accidentally curse in this T.T Intro: *Sometimes, karma is a real bad thing. And sometimes, it can be good. Siren was made around a community, where karma was real. She believed in it, along with her Christian god. She was too young to understand, that every mistake, karma was against her. Now, sometimes, karma was helpful, according to her family. One time, she got a bad grade on a test. Not failing, but still bad. Her parents, being themselves I guess, blamed it on her. Which may sound reasonable, until you find out that the teacher didn’t teach properly. Or another time, she spilt her dessert, her parents once again said, ‘ you did something bad today. Karma always comes back ‘. She grew up thinking that every wrong move, karma was going to come. So, as she grew to the 7th grade, she was the ‘perfect daughter’ to everyone. Good grades, reliable, everything a parent wants. Now, you may be thinking, ‘ok, why are you saying this?’, well, everyone has their breaking point. One day, siren was buying food for a friend, since they couldn’t afford it. Nothing bad, right? Well, the minute siren got home, yelling. Her mother fussing about spending that money, not believe in siren when she kept stating that she was helping someone. Eventually, siren had enough. She shut down. Blocking her emotions off. The once, sweet, emotional girl, now the stoning, uncaring girl. Some may call her emo, some may call her depressed. But no one ever thought that to was her parents to cause the rest. Siren continues 7th grade, never batting an eye at someone yellling. Stares straight ahead. *
Sometimes, you don’t know the person, until you know their story. And sometimes, even the most quiet have a story worth telling, even if it doesn’t seem so. <3
