Hey...if the summary caught your eye, it's cause my great friend Fruit Loop #2 wrote it for me. I was going to write something afterwords, but it seems there's a limit on how long summaries can be. Well this talks about Lina's horrific past, and how it comes back to haunt her. Along with that, a serious illness come back as well. I hope you guys like this fic. My friends thought it was good and suggested to put it up here. It's nowhere near done. All questions, comments, and flames go to me @ smilesevily3000@aol.com (although I don't think I'll get many flames cause all my friends say this is actually in character). Enjoy!! P.S. I have written a whole bunch more, but I have to make sure you people like this before I put up more. ^^ This is also Humor, but I could only put up 2 genres. oh well. By the way I don't own Slayers, and I'm very bad at writing disclaimers, so whatever you do, don't sue me...cause this is my disclaimer! hee hee! ^^ laterz! KT-chan
Memories Long Buried
Lina's Past Life...
My name is Lina
I am but three,
My eyes are swollen
I cannot see,
I must be stupid
I must be bad,
What else could have made
Made my mommy so mad?
I wish I were better
I wish I weren't ugly,
Then maybe my mommy
Would still want to hug me.
I can't speak at all
I can't do a wrong
Or else I'm locked up
All the daylong.
When I awake
I'm all alone
The house is dark
My folks aren't home
When my mommy does come
I'll try and be nice,
So maybe I'll get just
One whipping tonight.
Don't make a sound!
I just heard footsteps;
My mommy is back
From Charlie's Bar.
I hear her curse
My name she calls
I press myself
Against the wall
I try and hide
From her evil eyes
I'm so afraid now
I'm starting to cry
She finds me weeping
She shouts ugly words,
She says it's my fault
That she suffers at work.
She slaps me and hits me
And yells at me more,
I finally get free
And I run for the door.
She's already locked it
And I start to bawl,
She takes me and throws me
Against the hard wall.
I fall to the floor
With my bones nearly broken,
And my mommy continues
With more bad words spoken.
"I'm sorry!" I scream
But its now much too late
Her face has been twisted
Into unimaginable hate
The hurt and the pain
Again and again
Oh please God, have mercy!
Oh please let it end!
And she finally stops
And heads for the door,
While I lay there motionless
Sprawled on the floor.
My name is Lina,
And I am but three,
Tonight my mommy
Murdered me.
And then she called the healer. I was given another chance to live but what my mother did wouldn't change...no matter how many times the healer came and brought me back to health. And so when I was old enough and capable of taking care of myself...I ran away while my mother was at the store and my big sister was at work, like always.