♤ Jay's Diary ♤ [Lore]

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☆! [May contain heavy topics,Read at your own risk!] !☆ [ALL FICTIONAL! LORE FOR AN OC!] ☆[WILL BE UPDATED AND REPOSTED OCCASIONALLY!!]☆ Now to begin... I dunno where to begin...Ashdyn said to write down eveerryyyfing I can remember. So I guess I'll do that. The earliest thing I can remember is being with my mother when I was very little. I didn't meet my father until I was a year old. My mother was very protective,and my dad was really nice. We lived someplace my dad referred to as N'York. When I was around 4,My mother,who had been acting oddly lately,left. My father had also been constantly fussing over her,telling her to lay down,and to stay off her feet. She left for a whole year,and that year my father spent with me,teaching me basic things,like how to use my fangs,and how to run /Really/ fast. After that year passed,my mother came back. But she had...two..little...things...with her...My father,was very happy about these little things. She showed them to me,and I cautiously made sure they weren't a threat. They passed my inspection. It became known to me that they were my sisters apparently,Lucille and Lillian. My father said That as an older brother,I needed to protect them. I took this job,/Very/ seriously. I also took on the very sophisticated role of playing with them. They were fun to play with once they could walk. When I was about 7,My father said we needed to leave. I asked him why. He looked at me with a soft expression and gently told me it was because we were different. People didn't like different things. A few days after that,we left. We flew most of the way,good practice for me,But most of the way My dad carried me. Mom carried my little sisters. We followed a boat,so we could stay on it during the day and rest. We flew at night. After..a week I think? We finally made it to a place called 'England'. My father said his dads dad had lived here originally. The people there talked kinda funny. After a few days,my father took us to a house. It was far away from any town from what I remember. There was a woodland not far from the house,but other than that it was just fields. My mother started a small garden. I taught my sisters more things,as an awesome big brother would. I didn't talk much,I just knew certain words for when I wanted something. My dad was trying to fix this problem,insisting that I needed to learn how to talk normally. He said other people wouldn't understand me like they did. I learned basic sentences and stuff. My mother tried to teach me how to do something with my head? She made me practice it everyday. It was annoying. At least until I felt a dull..hum? In the back of my head. Its hard to explain. She was proud of me,and told me I could go play with Lucy and Lil's. I happily went along to do so.