The girl sat on the rocks as the moon slowly came up. She stood up and watched the moon light gleam over the loch of the night. She looks out and remembers her younger years. The best years of her life. The years before the dreaded accident, the accident that took away all that she had ever known. Her own family. The girl, was no more than eight years old when the horrifying accident. Her name, Emliy Greenhooks. Now she is 15 and living in Arania's Children's Home.
Emily's POV
Eventually I was able to drag myself away from the beautiful moon-lit loch. The nice Autumn wind blew my long, auburn hair out of my face and I walked back to my very run down home.
20 minutes later
The wind swiftly picked up it's pace as I took the short cut through the leaf-covered meadow. Soon a small shower of rain came, so I picked up my pace and began jogging; I almost missed hole in the hedge that I can dive though. I may be 15 but I'm really small and underweight. After I dive through I end up in the darkness of the home's back garden.
I walk in the door into the very crowded kitchen. My anxiety starts up, my heart beats fast, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and my palms get sweaty. One of the older girls Ashlyn comes over to me and slaps my pale face.
"Oh look every one, the wanderer's returned." Ashlyn says before pushing me to the ground and kicking my sides.
I quickly pick my self up and run up the stairs making sure to jump the broken ones.
I run into my attic room and grab my black towel and pyjamas.
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Narrator
The girl with the Auburn hair and green eyes walked into the bathroom. She stared at herself in the mirror for minutes on end before taking her clothes off and looking at her very under weight body and scar adorned arms. Everything she hated was in front of her. Every word that someone ever said came back into her head. Her parents, her past and her idols.
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