I sat on the bench. It felt very rough. I remember this park. It was when ‘mom and dad’ took me the first time they had met me. My emotions took over. I suddenly had the feeling to bawl and cry. A dark blanket had covered over me when ‘mom and dad’ broke up.
They used to be perfect together. I do not even know how I coped with the feeling of losing ‘mom’. She was the only one who cared about me. She was the only one who supported me. She was the only one who had allowed me to go to a school.
My dad was a rotten old man who never loved me. He was the best father a girl could ever have. When ‘mom’ left him, he felt as though he could take out all of his anger on me. I was play toy.
I could never leave that house unless if I am going to the orphanage or if I am running errands for my ‘dad’. My name is Sierra Weston.
I am adopted.
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Sorry if this chapter is a bit short
All the other will be longer. Also this is my first book so please forgive me for my mistakes.
The next chapter will be up soon.
