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My name is White/o:Titlejag2000@cox.net/o:Authorjag2000@cox.net/o:LastAuthor2/o:Revision1/o:TotalTime2015-08-08T19:56:00Z/o:Created2015-08-08T19:56:00Z/o:LastSaved1/o:Pages569/o:Words3249/o:CharactersHewlett-Packard/o:Company27/o:Lines7/o:Paragraphs3811/o:CharactersWithSpaces11.0000/o:Version/o:DocumentProperties/w:fonts/w:rPr/w:style/w:style/w:rPr/w:tblCellMar/w:tblPr/w:style/w:style/w:styles/w:compatwsp:rsids/wsp:rsids/w:docPrwx:sect

/w:pPrMy name is White. It’s a strange name, but it was my mother’s choice. I still down know how she came up with the name, but it was her last words. You see my mother died exactly 18 minutes after my birth/w:t/w:r. My father said I was a cursed child because of that./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPrHe was probably right. My whole life has been a series of odd events. It all started on /w:t/w:rJanuary/w:t/w:r 27/w:t/w:r/w:rPrth/w:t/w:r 1/w:t/w:r786/w:t/w:r, the day of my birth. The day I became The Cursed /w:t/w:rWhite Rabbit. My father thought I was an abomination and from a young age he forced me to where a white mask in the shape of a rabbit’s face. /w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPrThe mask/w:t/w:r covered my eyes and had ears coming from the top, which parted my hair. The mask didn’t cover my mouth so/w:t/w:r I could talk and eat. The only time I could take the mask off was when I went to sleep, but when I woke up I had to put the mask back on. T/w:t/w:rhe only person/w:t/w:r who believed I was only misunderstood and that I was just a normal girl/w:t/w:r was my brother, Thackery. He always tried to protect me from the harsh environment that I was born into./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPrThackery was a tall boy with /w:t/w:rreddish-brown hair. He was lean, but /w:t/w:rmuscular and had lightly tanned skin. He had brown eyes and stubble graced his chin, cheeks and upper-lip./w:t/w:r /w:t/w:rThackery took after our father with looks, but his personality and kindness was once our mother’s. He was the last bit of my mother I had./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPrAccording to Thackery I looked like my mother. The same emerald green eyes and/w:t/w:r chestnut colored hair. I was medium height and thin. Thackery always told me I looked more like mom every day. He would always keep my spirits up when my father yelled and cursed at me./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPrLet me begin at the week leading up to my 18/w:t/w:r/w:rPrth/w:t/w:r birthday. It was cold and snow covered the streets of /w:t/w:rLondon/w:t/w:r/st1:place/st1:City. I wore the mask as I walked down the cobble path with Thackery and my father. At the end of the street on a large plantation stood Bedlam Asylum. /w:t/w:rThe beautiful outside contrasted with the horrors that were hidden behind the walls. /w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“You could have ended up there, White.” My father hissed and pointed to the Asylum./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Yes, father.” I whispered/w:t/w:r trying to be as sweet as possible so I wouldn’t anger my father more./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“If it wasn’t for Thackery begging for a sibling, you would have been put in a cell for the rest of your life.”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Yes, father.” /w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Both of you stay here I have business to take care of.” /w:t/w:rHe disappeared inside the /w:t/w:rshop/w:t/w:r to our right./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“I would have never let him put you in there, White.”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“I’m going to run Thackery.” I said and my fingers moved over the rabbit’s mask./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“White… you cant do that, father will have you put in the Asylum.” Thackery always tried to talk the nonsense out of me./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“On my 18/w:t/w:r/w:rPrth/w:t/w:r birthday he can’t control me anymore… come with me Thack… you’re 21… he can’t control you.”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Leaving him alone isn’t right…”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“What he is doing to me isn’t right!” I yelled./w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Where would we even go?” He asked. “If you haven’t noticed… /w:t/w:rLondon/w:t/w:r/st1:place/st1:City isn’t a kind place nowadays.”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Anywhere, but here… we could go to /w:t/w:rFrance/w:t/w:r/st1:country-region/st1:place or.. or /w:t/w:rAmerica/w:t/w:r/st1:country-region/st1:place!”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Stop with this nonsense, White.”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“It’s not nonsense.”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“Where would we get the money to go to /w:t/w:rAmerica/w:t/w:r/st1:place/st1:country-region?”/w:t/w:r/w:p

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/w:pPr“I… I don’t know that just yet.”/w:t/w:r/w:p