Hi my name is Unique, however I am far from being unique. I'm like every other average female. I've been raped, beating, almost killed twice and pushed from foster home to foster home. Sometimes I just sit and stare, stare at what some may ask? I stare at my reflection and wonder where the old Unique has gone. She started slowly turning into a monster whom can't and wont trust an soul. I've been hurt by many, and would kill to be prefect and or loved. "I am Unique Maria Smith and this is my story."
