The Orphan rogue

Prologue

Hi, my name is Emily Rose White, But everybody just calls me Emily.  I'm 5'5 and have long black hair that reaches my waist. My skin is darker than most and I have blue eyes.

When I was a baby, I was found in the woods in een little basinet with only een blanket to cover me against the cold. The blanket was embroided with a little red rose. That is where part of my name has come from. The place I was found in was actually pretty dangerous. They later told me it is wolf country and no one but hunters go there. Hunters are also the people that found me, and well, saved me I guess. They are also the people who gave me the name Emily. Emily was the name of one of the hunters wifes I believe. Nobody claimed me, so I was placed in an orphanage.

The Orphanage I grew up in was a two hour drive from the place I was actually found. It is a big old house in the middle of the woods. The closest town is 30 minutes away. The house is three story's high. The place is pretty run down and can use a bit of paint. Every and Bill are the owners of the house. They both live on the first floor. The only place whe are allowed in downstairs are the kitchen and the livingroom. The kitchen is small and falling apart. The doors to the cabinets are lose or totally gone. The table against the wall has three legs left. The paint on the wall is almost gone. The only reason whe are in that space is to cook or clean. The livingroom is still pretty decent. The couch and table are still whole. But again, we are not allowed to use it. We are only allowed to clean it. I down't know what is behind the other three doors. And honestly, I don't really care. The youngest five girls live on the second floor. They have decent rooms to be honest with you. I slept in one of those rooms until I became to old. Then I was moved up to the attic. That is where I sleep now with the other four girls. I sleep as far in the corner as I possibly can. Whe put up make shift curtains between us to give each other some privacy. We all sleep on a mattrass on the floor. They are thin, but doable. I don't really think social services know whe live here to. We are not allowed downstairs when they come for a check-up. But who knows, maybe they are just turning a blind eye.

I still don't know why Every and Bill started an orphanage, they are really bad with kids. They don't really have the patience with them. There are ten of us now, including me. I am the eldest right now, so I try to help out as much as possible. Bill is a mean drunk and screams a lot if he doesn't get what he wants. He however never hurt any of us. His wife Everly though, she is physically abusive. She has a lot of rules, and if whe break them, she will hit you with one of Bill's belts. I try too protect the little ones as much as possible, but I'm not here for long any more. The moment I turn eighteen, I will have to leave. They put my birthday on the day I was found and that is in two day's. I am going to stay close however, hopefully I will be able to protect them a little bit from out there.

Don't think that I'm traumatized or anything. I might be small, but I'm stronger then I look. Besides that I have a really good intuition. I alway know where Everly is and how to avoid her. It hasn't alsways been like that. It started three days before my sixteenth birthday. Before that I got regularly beaten up. But that day there was a voice in my head. She warneds me if somebody is about to hurt me or any of the other girls. Not that I have told anybody this. They would probably think I'm crazy. Heck, even I think I'm crazy sometimes. But at least the voice has kept me and the girls safe and that is the most important thing right now.