chapter one

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FLOWER COME HERE NOW ! I hear someone shout . I instantly leave my school work and run down the stairs.  I'm Flower by the way, I've  barely turned 17 last month and I'm mainly known as a runt.

I was born smaller then the rest of the pack members well where not really a pack where more like a Rouge pack but anyway since I'm a runt I had no option but to be a slave .As I reach the bottom of the stairs I turn to face my monster . the devil him self .My dad .

You wanted me sir , I say looking down because it's bad to look some one in the eye . I TOLD YOU TO BURN THE BODY he screams , I can feel his anger radiating of him .I'm s-s sorry master I reply my legs are trembling as I speak barely' holding me up . You wanted me to get rid of it  s-so  I buried it I responded.

He let's out a growl and quickly throws me to the floor  and starts kicking me . YOU DIDN'T DO WHAT I TOLD YOU!! I instantly curl up into a ball 'putting my arms over my head as if it would help me .that's when I feel a strong kick to my face  and my vision disappears and darkness takes me .

I wake up hours later . My head hurts and my body feels like it was used for a punching bag . Witch in some ways it is . I look at the old clock on the wall . 5:11 pm ' I sigh and get up and feel a sharp pricing pain I n my hands . As I look down I see shards of glass stuck in my hand as I walked to the bathroom  I look in the mirror .

My brown and gold hair that reaches to my lower back is a birds nest and there are bruises on face and body. I'm more dead then alive in this world I think to my self as I walk to the attic that's also known as my room.

There's nothing really except a full length mirror that's broken from when my father threw it at me leaving scars on my pale skin and face  . There's also a small window lots of dust and trash and a dresser with my old worn out cloths . My head hurts from the hit to my head and my body is acking not to mention bleeding . As I sink in to my old mattress or bed in my case  I instantly feel relief .

As I open my eyes all hope escapes from me .I get up and take a shower the cold water washes over my very thin frame . All I ate was what my father left over so I would usually go hungry for days .I get our and dry my hair , and I walked down the hall way to my room . As I open my wardrobe I pull out a faded white shirt and worn out blue jeans, and pull over my black hoodie .

As I grab my back pack and head down the stairs I see my dad on the floor in a land of beer  bottles . As I make him breakfast and clean up I leave making sure to be quiet .

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