Maria finds a music box (other story's included)

A special friend

Do you like fairy tales?
The mythical ones with fairy's and monsters?
Furious dragons and evil villians?
Sparkling Princess and handsome princes?
Well despite what you like, a little girl at age of 7 named Maria loved fairy tales, adventure, fantisy, action, you name it and she would love it...but could never read or write them. Maria's mother always hard working housewife within cleaning the house, making the hole place look spotless and elegant until Maria's drug and alcohol addict father would bash through the old wooden door on the house and demand for food or wine from Maria's mother whilst beating Maria and her mother. Maria used to have a older brother too, he died from a drug overdose after his father forced him to buy or sell them for or from other drug dealers, eventually his father forced him to take the drugs at the age of 16.....he died months later from the overdose. Maria's father was every abusive towards her mother if she steeped out of line, even the littlest of things such as dropping a cloth would make his blood boil with anger before lashing out at her mother, brutally beating and kicking her with all his force as Maria was forced to watch her defenseless mother get closer to her death with each hit, punch or kick he took.

Maria loved fairy tales, hoping one day she would be able to take her and her mother to a distant land, were there was no violence, no brutal beatings , no drugs, alcohol or anything that house would hold! Maria just wanted to be happy to live in a beautiful vibrant woods, were shining sun would shine through the green leaves off the gleaming trees or animals prancing around in joy along the emerald green grass as the flowers stood high showing off ther bright colored petals as the buzzing bees would collect the polin to make delicious fresh honey as the birds would fly around with freedom.

Thats what only Maria could wish for. And one night. She did.

It was 1806 and the local library in Liverpool, England was running out of bissnes fast and had no time to pay the money they owe in time, so instead they were selling all the books to whoever wanted one. One of those people was Maria. Unfortunately she was not able to visit today as it was her fathers only day in the week were he came home earlier than usual, without saying a peep of a word Maria ran fast from the park were she was to home, sprinting as fast as she could, pushing and shoving people in her way as Maria slipped pasted them all before her father could get home. Panicking and panicking as her little legs were begging her to stop as the mussels in her legs were screaming in pain, not giving up she ran faster, only a few more turns before she would get home. And lucky she did. Maria rushed inside the disgusting old building she called a house and ran up the cracked and decayed stairs, ignoring her mothers cry for her to slow down as the stairs were covered in soap and water from her mother setting up and ready to clean them.

 "Maria dear slow down you'll!-" .CRACK. Maria's mother mortified over the loud crack that could be heared from her daughter, she rushed over only to hear the loudest scream she ever heared and whitnest the horrific sight. Maria was screaming her life out while hot tears ran down her now pale face from her bloodshot eyes, Maria's mother put her hands over her quivering mouth as she looked at Maria's broken and mangled arm , it twitched and moved causing severe pain to Maria.

 "H-HELP ME!" Maria screamed as her mother quickly fell on her knees next Maria and grabbed her arm.

"this is going to hurt dear but its for the best" Maria's mother calmly claimed as Maria looked at her mother with pleading eyes for her not to do whatever she was planning next. Tears went down Maria's face as she layed at the decayed bottom of the stairs with her mother by her side ready to snap her arm back into place. Slowly her mother griped tighter around her mangled arm and pulled and pushed until .SNAP. Maria's once mangled arm was now in place but broken and twitching, as for Maria, she fainted soon as her mother tightened her grip around the arm before pushing and pulling it.