I was born as a cute ball of joy, but changed into a stone-faced killer.
That is what happened.
I don’t know my parents, nor do I even think they’re alive.
I’m alone in this desolate world.
My true name is Darcie May. That’s the name my god parents gave me, but they’re dead now and I’m not a child anymore.
Most call me Sunshine.
Ironic right?
That also used to be my mother’s nickname. It’s because of our bright yellow hair, but from what I’ve heard, she lived up tp the name.
Unlike me.
Names bring up bad memories.
Names like mine.
Names of the dead.
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