Pain, a feeling that she had felt before. A feeling she wantet to protect her Sisters from, she was they leader, theyr Older Sister and theyr shield. Everything startet at the age of 6, Stormy was 4 and Darcy 5. They where adoptet by a nice Family, a Beautefull Woman named Seline and a nice Man named Jonathan. It was all great, until we moved there. The Fairytale they Promised was a lie. Jonathan drank and did drugs, so much that we could only hope he would overdose. But it didnt do the Job, it never did. I only did what i had to! The Fairy and the Spezilist only ever hurt us, nearly raped us and they wipped us. As if we where nothing... so what was i suppost to do? I had to... i had to.
