Her hands were wet. Why had she done it? Was it her who did it or was it Dusk? It didn’t matter right now. Dawn was knew what had happened. “Things weren’t suppose to be this way.. Not now, not ever! .. All I want is a normal life..”
Did her life have to be this way? What was the purpose for her to have a split personality? Was it so she could hurt people or something else? She got up from the ground. “Who chose for me to be this way.. This must be my punishment for just being here.. Around people..”
Dawn knew other people had their own problems, but if she met them.. Would she make it worse? Give them another reason to be scared? She felt bad for people who knew her. Good or bad, they did not deserve to know a girl like her. Most of all, she could tell when people feared her.
Then her usual scent of flowers changed. She now smelled like wilted flowers, because she wasn’t herself anymore. Dusk had taken over, yet again. It was near that day, Dusk was much stronger.
“Oh Dawn. I’ll give people a real reason to be scared. I wonder where my toys are at~.”