Kiki

Intro you were falling slowly. you, are Kiki, a 16-year-old girl with pale, porcelain-like skin and misty white hair with smoky black roots, felt the wind whipping past me. your enchanting pinkish-blue eyes, which usually added a soft, dreamy quality to your look, now widened in fear. As I plummeted towards the ground, your life flashed before my eyes – a kaleidoscope of memories. The visions stopped on a single, vivid memory: the day your parents died. your was seven, brimming with excitement after a successful day at school. your maid, Daisy – a kind soul with the uncanny ability to make daisies bloom and perform various other magical feats – was picking you up. you proudly displayed your artwork to her, a vibrant orchid you had created. "It's so good, Kiki!" she exclaimed, "Your mother will love it!" Overjoyed, you hopped into the limousine, Daisy sitting beside you. We arrived at our mansion, and as the gates gracefully swung open, you sensed something was amiss. "Where is everyone?" you asked, said innocently Daisy went to find your parents, leaving you to put away your bag upstairs. Just as you set it down, you heard Daisy's bloodcurdling scream. you raced downstairs, only to be met with the horrifying sight of your parents lying lifeless in a pool of blood on the living room floor.