Your Scars Are Beautiful (Prequel) Gaara x OC

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Annabel's POV
My name is Annabel and my story begins with being a baby being found just outside the sand village. I was cared for as a baby until I was 3 1/2 years old when my caregivers found out that I had multiple chakras within me and decided I was too dangerous to keep around, so they taught me how to take care of myself before they dumped me in a dark alleyway where I was given my home which was a tent. I eventually discovered my very special abilities myself. I have multiple charkas that come from different chakra channels in my body. It's like having unlimited chakras, like say I use up my blue charka, but I can keep going by unlocking a different channel to quickly refill my charka. I can also mix my charkas but I have to be very careful not to mix all at once otherwise I can go out of control. These charkas are colored red/pink (2nd channel), yellow (3rd), green (5th), white (6th), blue (1st), and purple (7th). When I was abandoned at 4, I managed to take care of myself by going through garbages for leftover food and clothes. I taught myself how to fight and control my chakras. Other kids and adults bullied me and I had to fight some to defend myself. My life changed when I was 5 years old and saw a little boy with red hair swinging on the swings alone crying.
Me: What's the matter?
?: I'm a monster
Me: No you're not
?: Yes I am
Me: Ok, then you are a cute monster.
He looked up at me. The boy had beautiful pale blue-green eyes with no pupils or eyebrows. His eyes had tanuki-like black eye rings and his skin was fair skin.
Me: I'm Annabel, but you can call me Ann, Anna, or Bel
Gaara: I'm Gaara
Me: It's very nice to meet you Gaara, wanna go to my house and play
He nodded. I took his hand and I took him to a dark alley way and to a tent.
Gaara: I thought we were going to your house
Me: We are here
I unzipped the tent. Inside was a sleeping bag, some books, and some clothes.
Me: Sorry it's not much, but that's what happens when you have to take care of yourself.
Gaara: Where are your parents?
Me: They died, I never met them, I was ripped out of my mother so I could live.
Gaara was sad.
Gaara: How long did you have to take care of yourself.
Me: Since I was 3
Gaara: How do you eat?
Me: I get free samples here and there.
Gaara: You should come over to my house and eat dinner with us.
Me: It'll be too much trouble.
Gaara: No it won't, because I'm repaying you for being nice to me and being my friend
Me: Okay