♤ Jay's Diary ♤ [Lore]

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☆! [May contain heavy topics,Read at your own risk!] !☆ [ALL FICTIONAL! LORE FOR AN OC!] ☆[WILL BE UPDATED AND REPOSTED OCCASIONALLY!!]☆ Now to begin... I dunno where to begin...Ashdyn said to write down eveerryyyfing I can remember. So I guess I'll do that. The earliest thing I can remember is being with my mother when I was very little. I didn't meet my father until I was a year old. My mother was very protective,and my dad was really nice. We lived someplace my dad referred to as N'York. When I was around 4,My mother,who had been acting oddly lately,left. My father had also been constantly fussing over her,telling her to lay down,and to stay off her feet. She left for a whole year,and that year my father spent with me,teaching me basic things,like how to use my fangs,and how to run /Really/ fast. After that year passed,my mother came back. But she had...two..little...things...with her...My father,was very happy about these little things. She showed them to me,and I cautiously made sure they weren't a threat. They passed my inspection. It became known to me that they were my sisters apparently,Lucille and Lillian. My father said That as an older brother,I needed to protect them. I took this job,/Very/ seriously. I also took on the very sophisticated role of playing with them. They were fun to play with once they could walk. When I was about 7,My father said we needed to leave. I asked him why. He looked at me with a soft expression and gently told me it was because we were different. People didn't like different things. A few days after that,we left. We flew most of the way,good practice for me,But most of the way My dad carried me. Mom carried my little sisters. We followed a boat,so we could stay on it during the day and rest. We flew at night. After..a week I think? We finally made it to a place called 'England'. My father said his dads dad had lived here originally. The people there talked kinda funny. After a few days,my father took us to a house. It was far away from any town from what I remember. There was a woodland not far from the house,but other than that it was just fields. My mother started a small garden. I taught my sisters more things,as an awesome big brother would. I didn't talk much,I just knew certain words for when I wanted something. My dad was trying to fix this problem,insisting that I needed to learn how to talk normally. He said other people wouldn't understand me like they did. I learned basic sentences and stuff. My mother tried to teach me how to do something with my head? She made me practice it everyday. It was annoying. At least until I felt a dull..hum? In the back of my head. Its hard to explain. She was proud of me,and told me I could go play with Lucy and Lil's. I happily went along to do so. The days came and went, and soon enough I was 8. My little sisters were 4. I could now confidently soeak in scentences,and was good at outrunning my sisters. One morning,my Father left to go get some things from a nearby town. He rarely went there,but we needed some things. He came back a bit later,Mom was gardening outsude,and came inside to make dinner. My father went outside to go sit on the porch. He came back in moments later,and he locked the front door behind him in a hurry. He went to my mother,and saud something to her in a hushed voice That I didnt quite catch. She stopped making dinner,and started closing the curtains on the windows. She told me to go sut on the couch with my sisters and to stay there, I didnt know why,But I did as I was told.