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Name - Vortex ???
Species - Hedgehog
Age - 14 Years

The sun was shining. The grass was whistling. It was my tenth birthday. Nothing could happen today. It was the perfect day. Or so I thought...

     "Vortex, get up!" My mom shouted, as the sun was rising over the horizon. My dad got killed when I was younger. No one knows who did it, so the only ones left in my family is my mother, my brother, and I... "We got breakfast finished, waffles today!"
     "We got breakfast finished... Lathe must be up already." I muttered to myself. I went downstairs, my brother then leaving the house. He said he had to do something... he was about 15 at the time. Once I finished my breakfast, I left to go play with my friends.

Friends, how long ago was that...

     We went to the river, to go swimming. After a couple hours, they went to get something to eat. I stayed, not being hungry at the time.

Maybe it was fate...

     "GAGAHHHG!" I heard a noice. But it wasn't your everyday noise. It was a scream. "GAGAHHHG!" I head it again. And again. It was screaming. And it was familiar. I started running back home.

And then I stopped.

     I saw a blood curdling image. All my friends, and their families, were laying on the ground. Motionless. It sent chills down my spine. They were dead. "Vortex! Run!"

And then I looked behind me.

     It was my mom. She was bleeding from every which way, laying on the ground.
She was raped, beating half to death, barely breathing with a knife to her throat. "Hello, brother..." Lathe said to me. He had an evil grin on his face. "Did you come to say good bye to your mommy?" KSLIT!

Mother stopped breathing.

     I fell to my knees, traumatized by the scene I beheld. All my friends were dead. My mom was laying down dead, right in front of me. And my brother, standing over me, knife in hand. "Everyone is dead, little brother. And you know what?" He got up, right close to my face. "It's all your fault."

Everything stopped around me.

     I just sat there. I couldn't breathe. His words echoed in my head... it was all my fault. "Vortex, are you just gonna sit there? I'll kill you." His face had an evil grin. "You'd better run."
     I looked at mother. She was dead, laying there.

But then I saw it.

     In her hand, was father's dog tag. He said he got it as a gift from someone very close to him. But he never told me who. Only him and mother knew who that person was though. And now they're both dead.

I grabbed the dog tag.

Then I ran.

     It's now four years later, and still, I run. Hoping he won't find me, remembering all those dead. And believed it was my fault. I don't trust people anymore. I'm scared of people. So I keep running. That is my fate. To run. And eventually be caught.

Then he'll kill me.

Description
Name - Vortex ???
Species - Hedgehog
Age - 14 Years

The sun was shining. The grass was whistling. It was my tenth birthday. Nothing could happen today. It was the perfect day. Or so I thought...

     "Vortex, get up!" My mom shouted, as the sun was rising over the horizon. My dad got killed when I was younger. No one knows who did it, so the only ones left in my family is my mother, my brother, and I... "We got breakfast finished, waffles today!"
     "We got breakfast finished... Lathe must be up already." I muttered to myself. I went downstairs, my brother then leaving the house. He said he had to do something... he was about 15 at the time. Once I finished my breakfast, I left to go play with my friends.

Friends, how long ago was that...

     We went to the river, to go swimming. After a couple hours, they went to get something to eat. I stayed, not being hungry at the time.

Maybe it was fate...

     "GAGAHHHG!" I heard a noice. But it wasn't your everyday noise. It was a scream. "GAGAHHHG!" I head it again. And again. It was screaming. And it was familiar. I started running back home.

And then I stopped.

     I saw a blood curdling image. All my friends, and their families, were laying on the ground. Motionless. It sent chills down my spine. They were dead. "Vortex! Run!"

And then I looked behind me.

     It was my mom. She was bleeding from every which way, laying on the ground.
She was raped, beating half to death, barely breathing with a knife to her throat. "Hello, brother..." Lathe said to me. He had an evil grin on his face. "Did you come to say good bye to your mommy?" KSLIT!

Mother stopped breathing.

     I fell to my knees, traumatized by the scene I beheld. All my friends were dead. My mom was laying down dead, right in front of me. And my brother, standing over me, knife in hand. "Everyone is dead, little brother. And you know what?" He got up, right close to my face. "It's all your fault."

Everything stopped around me.

     I just sat there. I couldn't breathe. His words echoed in my head... it was all my fault. "Vortex, are you just gonna sit there? I'll kill you." His face had an evil grin. "You'd better run."
     I looked at mother. She was dead, laying there.

But then I saw it.

     In her hand, was father's dog tag. He said he got it as a gift from someone very close to him. But he never told me who. Only him and mother knew who that person was though. And now they're both dead.

I grabbed the dog tag.

Then I ran.

     It's now four years later, and still, I run. Hoping he won't find me, remembering all those dead. And believed it was my fault. I don't trust people anymore. I'm scared of people. So I keep running. That is my fate. To run. And eventually be caught.

Then he'll kill me.