1 Taste blood of mine

The world of humans... So inconspicuous, so normal... So boring.

Through dirty streets of city have been ran a little, silver-haired girl. She have looks so bored and tortured. Under her beautiful, crimson eyes, were big blue bags with touch of red, make color more like purple.

Humans that walking down the street, who at home, who at work, did not pay attention to her at all. It doesn't looks some normal, which a small girl ran with big bags of food.

"Maybe, this poor little child bears food to her shitty dad, that drunk right now..." thought one.

"Oh, how disgusting... Some shitty dad force small child to bring him an alcohol..." caught second.

But girl didn't noticed them, all of this is doesn't matter to her. She doesn't hear anything, because not wanted this. Would you listen ants?

How did she look like? Very long silver hair, so long that may thought that she never cut them off since birth. A very beautiful, dark crimson eyes. Her face looks so childish, she was just like a doll. She doesn't look over ten years old. She has realy thin lips, which make her face more older, but not too much. He wears some punk clothes, but does not use makeup.

At last she had come running to home. It was typical appartaments, which many. Five floor of high-rise building, open the metallic door...

"I'm home!" she says, holding in her small hands a big bags of food. Throwing them to floor, she take off her shoes and barefoot run to the next room.

In front of a TV's sat a man, about forty years or older. He looked quite careless, some wild hair and light bristles. He played in PlayStation 6, a new game console which came out not so long ago.

"Not wanna help me with bags, huh?" roughly said girl with arms crossed. Her little, beautiful face became more angry. Wrinkles on her face, which enter through the skin, make her childish face more like adult.

"Nah... Not wanna..." answered to her, man with black rufled hair and keep playing at some nowadays game.

Silver-haired girl stood like that some more time, and when her face finally turned red from anger, she run into hallway, take from bag can of cola and returned, threw in his head with all of might. Jar flew off the head and cracked, everything spilled out at PS6.

"Ww-what have you done?!" clutching his head says man. Tears began to slip in his eyes. His beloved console was broken.

"You... You..." she replies to herself. "I'm everything doing for you! I'm bringing food for you, even I'd brought to you this console! " at her eyes began to appear some big drops of tears. "...And I raised you." with great anger and pain in her eyes she look at face of her child. Her face was very red from anger and tears, which kept flowing. She stood like that a little more, interlock her fingers at the level of her chest and looking in face of man.

"M-mom-" looking down tried to say black-haired man, but suddenly, girl just ran away. There were a noise sound, like cracked window. "M-mom?!.." repeated man more loudly than before. Forgot about broken console, he automatically threw away DualShock and ran outside the room.

In hallway was two bags of food, in adjoining room may see knocked out window. He down his head, at the floor between his legs fell down tears drop of himself.