One day... I don't remember when but it was winter.. December maybe? I don't know but.. I was seven then, the night before my parents were talking about something with "laboratory" and "money".. Little did lil o'l me know that would be the last time I saw my parents..
I was in my room playing with toys I had, my favorite toy was one of a fox.. It was adorable.. Suddenly two big men came into my room.. They grab my arms and dragged me into the living room where my parents and my brother were, my brother was held back by a female with one of those white jackets that are for scientist..
My parents were grining at me and my brother as he was crying and I was scared.. My parents said something like "take good care of them now" as they waved the men and female off, the two men dragged me outside and put me in a van, my brother however was pit into a different van
The two men put me in the back of the van while I kicked and screamed for help, they finally shut me up by using a tranquilizer and I passed out.. I woke up in a cell on a bed with changes wrapped around me, there was a older female with me, she had horns and black hair, her eyes had stars in them, literally. She came up to me and when I say her voice was the softest I have every heard, you best know my words are true..
She asked if I was okay and I said yes. That was the moment I met my "mother"... She was so beautiful and so strong, she was only 5 years older then me but I see her as my mother, the mother I never had..
