PROLOGUE

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I WAS always the outcast of my family

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I WAS always the outcast of my family.Even when my mother was alive she never cared to stop my dad from beating me. I was always told I ruined everything for them. I shouldn't have been birthed. Beating till I had to rest for days to heal again. It wasn't fun but it was something I was so used to at this point. I came home everyday either late or on time still getting beat for them having to spare a single look at me walking through the door.

I was so used to the pain it felt numb I cried myself to sleep every night till I felt better or maybe even worse. Having to go to school and cover everything up wasn't fun either. My parents weren't people who drank or even smoked. They had money they loved it and enjoyed it. Not like a millionaire but money. They worked right after I came home from school those were the only times I got to be alone. It felt nice sometimes.

I had no friends though. No one even cared about me so it didn't matter.

I was always was a good kid in school good grades. Never late. A golden child maybe.

It was all until one day I guess they were done with me they were happy I was 18 I turned eighteen a few months ago. I didn't expect anything never would never did. I was only special when I was a baby.

I guess after finding a way to get rid of me they did. That day was today. It was the day I walk out, the day they threw me to some strangers they were tall and of course had an accent. I never though they would actually get rid of me after many attempts to. Or that they cared enough to let me stay. Who am I kidding.

They never loved me just liked how I would never be loved

3 DAYS BEFORE

"Valentina get your ass down here now" My dad yelling at me again. I wonder what I did this time I only came home and studied. I've been good and been in my room the whole time. I think.

I walk downstairs to see a very happy dad. To happy to be looking at me he never smiled this much. What's going on to make him so happy. "Yes dad?" I questioned quickly. "Your getting taken away the day has finally came right around the corner your being sold away." He chuckled.

I was getting taken away he was beyond happy.

It only cause me to want to cry. "To who" "Little girl don't fucking ruin my mood with your bitchy questions go upstairs and start packing" I ran up stairs letting my tears fall. Of course my mom didn't even care. Why can't I be normal or have normal parents who love me. I can never be loved for how I look, smell, or even talk. I closed my door to only take a quick shower and start packing.

Who knows maybe it's better than here. So much better. A place where people love me. A mother figure in my life to make memories. Who am I kidding I'm fooled maybe I'm getting raped. That would be worse. I've seen a lot of story about that on the news doesn't sound fun.

I took 3 hours to pack the decent amount of clothes I had.

I think this was an advantage taken school had ended. Today the day I got to see happy faces and smiles for graduating. I wasn't happy I got my diploma but didn't go due to my parents not letting me unfortunately. I seen so many people in school with smiles and laughing to be free for a while.

I didn't get nothing but being alone. Frowns as I watched people be happy with their friends since forever when I didn't even had one. I wasn't surprised my appearance wasn't pleasant from what my parents said.

3 DAYS LAYER
I waited three days in my room I got food but nothing apart from that nothing. I was bored of waiting for whoever to come and take me maybe they backed ou- I heard knocking on our front door. Which wasn't usually nobody came. Maybe it's the people here for me. I heard talking my dad and unfamiliar voices. Then I heard my name being shouted. "VALENTINA GET YOUR STUFF AND GET DOWN HERE" my dad shouted.

It felt like miles away you could probably hear that yell.

I quickly did as he asked. Rushing downstairs with my bags seeing two very tall men in suits. "These are the people to take you away now go" with that command from my father they basically dragged me out. Not caring maybe this was only worse. My dad would make sure I wasn't happy.

I was sitting in a nice car. With one of the men sitting beside me on the far right he wasn't saying anything as the car started it was silence. Nothing maybe I liked it this way not having to be scared or talk. We stayed in the car filled with silence for hours. I wasn't thinking about my parents or anything just finally feeling to breath fresh air away from them.

I would be happy if I didn't love them so much it actually sucks cause they are my parents they cared for me once..


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