Chapter 1
It was 10am. A quiet day on a Saturday morning.
My name is Willow Barakarth. I'm 15 years old and I live with my new parents - Foster parents- in Baltimore in our new home.
I have brown hair with natural blond highlights, brown eyes and pale skin. I wear coloured skinny jeans and usually a hoodie with my black ankle converse shoes.
I had a family. It was perfect. I had everything I ever needed and wanted. I had an older brother, Tyler. He was such a role model. He taught and showed me everything. I always looked up to him. We were so close. He was there for me, always.
I also had parents, parents the reason why I'm here today. We had our agreements and disagreements, but that's what brought us closer.
Until one day, they were ripped from me, taken. My own family gone. Dead.
I walked into the bloody living room to see their useless bodies, just lying there. I fell into the puddle of blood and cried.....
Welcome to my life.
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