Pem

A Chapter by ♋ Iris ♋

Pem

Age: 8

Ethnic: Caucasian American

Race: Human

Eyes: Brown

Hair: Blonde

Quirk: Limps, cant keep food down too well

Clothes: White sundresses

Background

Pem didn't have a good childhood at all. Her parents would beat her for the most minute things. Her parents would lock her inside a dog crate that was placed in front of the couch so they could watch her. One day, her father busted a bottle against her leg. It never healed right and she still has a limp to this day. She was thrown into the cage and locked up.

Two hours later, there was a knock at the door. Her mother opened the door and was shot in the chest. She fell in the doorway. Her father stood up in surprise from the couch. He was shot in the head and was killed on the spot the two men came in and took all of the meth they had stashed away.

Pem watched both of her parents die in front of her. You would think that the shots would have gotten attention from the neighbors, but the pistol had a silencer on it.

No one came to the house for six straight days.

Pem was locked up, with no food, no water, no place besides the corner to use the restroom, with her dead parents laying there for six straight days...in July. This was a small trailer that had a manual air conditioner. Pem threw up many times around the fourth and fifth day. There wasn't much to throw up. To this day, she can't eat very well.

The stench had gotten so bad that the authorities were finally called. The child protective services were called to the hospital that Pem was taken to. Once she was strong enough to answer questions that the police had, she was sent into foster care. She is still being pasted around through the system.

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