You are ten years old today.
You hop off the city bus and start running up the base of the hill, tears streaming out of your eyes. As you ran, you cradled your arm. The pain was nothing new- but today, especially on your birthday, it was too much. Ten years of dealing with your parents constant abuse. You were covered in marks from your past- when you used to try to talk to your parents, from when you still had hope... and now you were broken.
And you wanted to die.
You ran in to a cave that had rumors of children disappearing. You weren't sure what was in there... maybe a lion? Maybe a bear? You slowed down and started inching forward cautiously. But you were too caught up in your thoughts to notice. And you fell.
And everything went black.
You returned home from school. Today had been a good day.. you'd bought yourself cupcakes on the way to school and shared them with your classmates in an attempt to make friends. You didn't get one.. you only had enough for 24 kids and there were 25 in your class. Your teacher had laughed at you, but you didn't care. You got back your spelling test back, and you had gotten a 97! Maybe your parents wouldn't think you as stupid as they had before.
You had ran in proudly instead of as quietly as possible to show your parents, hoping it might trigger something inside to make them forgive you for being a bad kid. Instead, your mother yelled at you for waking her, and left your step father to deal with you.
You blocked everything else out.
You woke up in a bed of golden flowers, quite disoriented. You began to walk around to gather your surroundings. Suddenly you were startled by a rather loud voice.
"HOWDY! I'M FLOWEY! FLOWEY THE FLOWER!"
After the initial shock, you calmed down and zoned out a little as the little flower started to explain LOVE and XP. He offered to help you out by giving you friendliness pellets. You smiled a little. No one had ever wanted to be your friend before! Excited, you ran in to one, and fell over hurt. Looking up at the flower, you screamed as his face had been twisted in to something from a nightmare.
"YOU IDIOT. IN THIS WORLD IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED."
His "friendliness pellets" began to encircle you as you screamed again and called out for help, begging as tears ran down your face. Suddenly, he was blasted away by a ball of flame. A very nice looking woman came in to view. She reminded you of a goat, but she had a very motherly aura to her. You liked this woman already.
"What a horrible creature, harming such a poor, innocent youth."
She introduced herself to you as Toriel, and healed you. She guided you through the catacombs, and gave you some instructions on how to solve the puzzles. You didn't pay much attention, this she noticed. You looked a little sad and scared. "What is wrong my child?"
Suddenly you couldn't hold it back any more. You began to sob and shake, scared of everything down here and up there. She quietly patted you on the back as you clung to her robes, crying into them. Finally, after ten minutes, you wiped away your tears. You looked up at her, outstretching your arms for a hug. She picked you up and carried inside her warm and welcoming home. "Here my child, you go and rest for a while, and I shall make you a pie to celebrate your arrival. Doesn't that sound nice?" You nodded your head yes, and she showed you to your room. Climbing under the covers, you smiled. This was the best birthday you have had yet.