Our Love Game, Irene Mae [the giving tree read aloud TXT] 📗

My hands find their way to the locked drawer of my dresser, I softly remove the necklace handing from my pale neck and unlock the drawer. Inside are a few items: a diary, also locked. My necklace has the key for that as well. A box, the contents are irrelevant to you, and a stuffed animal, a black cat specifically. I smile and carefully lift up the diary. I unlock it and cautiously open the pages, looking around to make sure my brothers weren’t around. I calmly lay back on my bed and start writing. I start every page with a simple, “Dear Kathalina Delatore...” and then begin spilling my feelings. If you didn’t guess, that’s my name...Kathalina Belle Delatore. I am a cat girl. I have soft, jet black hair that blends into my ears, and a jet black tail. My eyes are gold and my skin is very pale. I look like my great grandma, Katie Hall, she was a beautiful maiden, a criminal, but none the less beautiful. I tie my hair into a messy ponytail before I finish writing today’s entry. These are for my therapist. She has to see that I’m trying to cope with my dads death before I can stop seeing him everywhere. I sign the page with a soft, “Sincerely, Me” and a paw. Suddenly, my mom came into my room and looked at me, “Kat, come on. We’re going somewhere.” My heart dropped when she said that and I cautiously stood up. My mother suddenly taking me somewhere was never a good thing. Her last good decision was my little brother Andrew...

Publication Date: 03-22-2019

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Dedication:
This story is dedicated to my favorite couple, Broken Phantomhive (Keith) And Sebaciel (Christina) with their personas as bases for characters in this story. You two are amazing, thank you for being in my life.