My Fairy Soulmate (Kind of on hold)

Prolouge

Prologue

 Anna's POV

I was 8 years old, I can remember and my parents , Andrew and Sandra, and I were sitting at the dinning room table finishing our meal of spaghetti and meatballs. I remember my mom used honey in the recipe too as she had said "it makes it extra special for an extra special girl. I wonder if she would still say that today about her miserable loser of a daughter.

I remember it happening, why I had ended up in the orphanage, why I had turned out to be such a screw up. There is a reason for all of it; and its all my parents fault. I did nothing wrong! How could I have? 

I remember them leaving me there defenseless. How could they be so selfish just leaving me out there in the elements just to abandon me?  I will never forget it, the pain the suffering the absolute loss that I felt. I felt so empty. 

My mom had always told me that I was a fighter that I could get through it but when I laid in the snow my heart beating slower and slower my eyes struggling to stay open my breath coming slower as I finally decided to give up the cold enveloping me. I had given up because they had given up on me.

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I sighed pulling my legs closer to me shutting the cover of the worn out diary, all that was left of me. The only thing that kept me sane. I starred out the window seeing the snow falling, reminding me even more of that awful night.

"Come on Anne lets go for a walk in the woods to enjoy the day!"

said my mother cheerily. I instantly agreed, running over to my pile of shoes and pulling from the bucket my favorite sneakers. Surprisingly,  I remember before that day that my mom never let me wear sneakers in the winter but for some reason that day was an exception. 

She said nothing. Dad came up behind me opening the small closet door which contained all of our coats and sweat shirts. I reach out poking my daddy and demanded. 

"Get me mommy's fleece!" 

I loved that fleece it smelled just like her lavender and vanilla. And again out of the ordinary Dad let me have it without saying a single thing. But I was too young. I had no idea what was going on. Why would my trust waver for them? I had no reason for it to. Sometimes I wish I had seen it, to keep them from destroying my life. 

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I sat back again inhaling deeply trying to push the tears back to where they belonged I couldn't show weakness here. Showing it in front of the other girls would make them lose respect for me. I looked deeper into the room seeing girls all ages and sizes storming around having fun playing and laughing. Something I hadn't done it ages, and I would never do.I look back down to my diary and scribble more onto the page. 

I remember clutching  myself trying to keep in the heat, bouncing around and rubbing my hands together furiously because I had to wear that stupid fleece and not a real winter jacket. 

"How much longer?"

 I had asked but my parents keep looking straight ahead. I continued asking over and over but they never even made a motion to turn and acknowledge my presence. What had changed in those few minutes that we would go from happily eating dinner together to being ignored? I remember I started to fume from frustration and kicked up snow into the air. I watched it silently as it fell right back to the ground. 

Finally i had gotten a response. They had turned slightly  to warn me to stop. But i continued i remember i wanted them to look at me.

Sandra had said