A World Full Of Yanderes

Chapter 3: A Mothers Embrace

It’s been about two days since I was born. A very strange sentence, I know. My mother seems to have died during childbirth, and I don’t have a clue where my father is. The old lady that helped my mother give birth has passed away today, leaving me all alone in a tiny broken-down house.

I haven’t left the house yet, well I haven’t left my crib either so there’s not much I have done. But to be fair, walking is impossible. Whenever I try, my tiny legs can in no way hold my fat chubby body. I’ve tried crying to get someone’s attention, it didn’t work and at this rate ill end up dying of thirst. I can tell that this house is located inside a city based on the loud sounds of people outside. I can also see out a window across the room from me which displays a large stone wall. Quite the exciting view.

I was determined to escape at all costs today though. If I waited any longer I will likely die. oh, the woes of the baby’s life. I begin by rolling out of my crib. It’s not like a towering square bed with high railings as you would expect from a modern-day crib. Instead, it’s an extremely small bundle of blankets in the corner of the floor.

I was born in an extremely small house, so small I could still see the nanny that died on the kitchen floor. I assume it was a heart attack or some other type of misfortune. Anyways, after much effort, I escape the bundle of blankets and begin rolling to the crack in the wall.

The house was practically falling apart and there were many areas around the house where drafts of air, or baby’s, could fit through. I’m surprised there’s not already a large manifestation of rats eating me and the nanny yet. Now that I think about it, this place is quite horrifying. Oh no! not again, because of the ghastly thought, I have begun crying.

As a child, it seems if I have any emotions at all, there magnified to a stupendous degree.

[A few minutes later]

Finally, my outbreak has ended, I continue the journey with a steadfast mind. Once I reached the hole in the wall, I roll through it again, only to find myself in an alleyway. I can see it’s not exactly the place for a baby to be. I begin rolling to what sounds like the busiest street. It’s nighttime right now so I can’t see much except for a brightly lit street up ahead. Frankly, my baby’s eyes are extremely blurry, almost as if I need glasses. Were baby eyes always this bad?

Once the street has been reached, I instantly realize I have caused quite the commotion. It’s not everyday people see a baby suddenly roll into the street. I begin to regret my decision as I notice a large burly figure step up to me. I think I can see he has a large grin. He picks me up and starts claiming insane things.

“Ym Ybab! Ho ym ybab, woh evI dessim uoy! I evah neeb ginkloo erehwyreve for ouy, erehw eht lleh did ouy og! I kniht sti emit ew teg ouy emoh won”

I am definitely being kidnapped right now, my only option is to cry for help, hopefully, there’s a kind person who will aid me in my time of need. As I begin the screeching, the man quickly covers my mouth with his coat as he snuggles me close to his chest and shuts me up. I really didn’t think this one through.

This is terrible, not only have I been kidnapped, it seems I’m falling asleep. Curse Childhood! I’m really about to fall asleep while being kidnapped!! I haven’t even been drugged yet!

As I open my eyes, not realizing how long I’ve been out. I see a metal ceiling, suddenly I become worried. I look around me in all directions only to see metal bars everywhere. I really have the worst of luck. I’ve become a slave.

Hours, days, weeks. They seem to pass as if time is flowing like a river. I just happen to be a piece of trash flowing down that river. Though I thought I would be treated quite harshly and end up dying due to malnourishment or some other factors. The slavers have given me the utmost care. Likely due to my age and value. I have been kept warm and fed constantly. I have also been taught a great deal such as how to walk and even the beginning of what seems like an alphabet. I will finally be able to understand people again. I can’t wait.

However, I don’t really have to wait. Being a baby slave isn’t terrible because I’m not only treated with kindness so goods aren’t damaged, I also never get bored. You would think being in a cell all day is boring, but when your always being taught new things such as common sense or how to talk so your value is increased. It’s actually quite busy. I also can simply fall asleep whenever I get bored.

I have lost track of time over the months, however, I’ve made vast improvements in all matters of life. I can successfully walk for a few minutes without getting tired. I can also speak the main language here quite well. In fact, the slavers have been auctioning me off as a genius child whenever potential buys arrive, but based on the ridiculously high price, no one has purchased me. All I hope for these days is to not get sold to some pervert who will do strange things to me. That’s the last way I want to die.

However one day I saw a strange sight, a little girl had come waltzing through the rows of slaves, a large encirclement of bulky guards surrounding her. I didn’t know who she was but I assumed some daughter of a large criminal boss or other powerful entity.

When she passed my cage and we made eye contact however I shivered slightly, something about her gaze put me off. Is this what it was like for all the girls on earth when looking at me, a deep feeling in the depth of my soul screaming danger.

She came to an abrupt halt and her gaze zeroed in on me. Without blinking she just stood there looking at the baby me with a crazed gaze, at first you would think a child would be the least scary person here, but based on her entourage and gaze, I assumed she would be even worse than those perverts.

“I’ll take that one” She declared almost righteously as if saving a lost soul. She seemed batshit crazy to me and I instantly became worried about the future possibilities. I just found a nice comfy cage with nice people and this little girl had to ruin it all.