Kiko's BackStory

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I don't remember my mother, only her warm touch. I loved her so much... but my dad he was different, that bastard sold me. he sold me on the black market. at age 5 those men have done about everything. I felt lonely. numb from all the abuse. I watched as they carted away other girls around my age. I've been hit, touched, and burned. as I grew up it just gave them more possibilities, so I took my chance. I ran away as they were secretly carting me away. the box was not correctly closed. I was able to save 3 others. a small 3-year-old girl named Yuria, an older 14-year-old girl named Natuico, and a 12-year-old girl named Milo who got another 4-year-old that was her brother Vilio. we then ran into the forest. we stayed together. as we worked on a farm we made out own last name Hope. we grew up together using that name. I still have lingering revenge. me and my other 4 half siblings, I guess I was 14 when I got away I'm 17 now. I put it all behind me, but I still have scars that will aways let me remember those horrid years I lost to those terrifying men. now I'm going to a high school named Broad Wood a new chapter of my life I will forever hide behind my scarred smile.

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