Hello, my name is Scarlett. I'm an orphan and I live with my stupid foster parents. I'm 12 by the way and I never knew my parents. My foster parents are abusive; Verbally, I mean. At least they haven't beat me yet...
July 13, 1973:
"FREAK GET DOWN HERE AND MAKE MY BREAKFAST!" I heard the bloody witch shout, my so called "mother". Yeah right, I thought, what had she done for me in my lifetime. Just continually scream while her despicable husband sits there and eats. She says she doesn't want me, yet here I am. I don't know what my last name is, or if I even have one, but one thing I do know is I am different. I can levitate things with my mind, and I can speak to snakes. Weird huh. I've tried to get answers out of my "Parents" but they won't budge. "FREAK DON'T KEEP ME WAITING!" I hear her scream again, so I throw on a large jumper and run downstairs.
"How many times have I told you to come when you're called you idiot child." My "Mother" spat as she walked over to the door. "I'm going out shopping and when I get back I want a table full of food waiting for me. You got it?" she said and walked out the door. I sighed, this was going to be a long morning. Then again, when is it not?
Sorry this is so short guys, Im literally just copying and pasting from my school google docs, so yeah the next part will be up super soon. I hope you like it so far and feel free to give suggestions in the comments. THANKS!! LUV YA!
- dracofelton13
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Riddle's Spawn (The Dark Lord's Daughter)
FantasyWhat if the Dark Lord was able to feel love? What If he had a daughter? Living with her abusive foster parents, life isn't fantastic for Scarlett Riddle. She only knows her first name, and she is fed up with her horrid "Parents". She runs away from...
