Post by Violetta Stark on Mar 19, 2024 14:29:26 GMT -8
**TRIGGER WARNING: MENTIONS OF SELF HARM**
The day was over and night had fallen over Camp Midgard. Most campers were making their way to the dining pavilion to have dinner, but Violet had other plans. Her plans were to stay away from people for the time being. Her day was like any other day at camp. No matter what she said or did, everybody seemed to hate her. If anything went wrong, she was the first to blame even if she wasn't there when it happened. But because her father was Loki, it seemed like the best scapegoat to the rest of the campers.
Earlier another camper had either broken a weapon of theirs or had done something and looked like a fool as a result. Their response? Blame Violet for it and confront her, by kicking her behind the knee and attacking her. Violet had been left with a busted lip, bloody nose and a bunch of small cuts on her body. The other camper? Their nose had grown into a hook shape and grew unibrow, hoping that her magic would distract them long enough. The fight was only ended when a member of staff yelled at them and Violet had managed to run away. This type of occurrence had been going on ever since Violet had been claimed by her father when arrived at camp five years ago.
Picking at her self-harm scars, Violet spat some blood onto the grass. Sitting under the biggest tree she could find, she let her body relax some, her back against the tree. Looking up at the sky, she fought back some tears as she continued to pick. Self harm was something she struggled with, though she had gotten better with not harming herself over the years. Now she would pick at her scars instead of creating new ones. "You know" she mumbled mostly to herself, though hoping if she spoke out to her father would somehow hear her. "you could like help me out here. This place is a shithole and you know it"
TAG:; Zachary Allwood
NOTES:; :3