Do you know how it feels like not knowing who you are because your trapped in a basement screaming for your life waiting for a rescue? While your whole life is just passing by.
I have company, my older brother Mathew. Our mom died when I was born, our dad was murdered when I was seven, my brother and I went into foster care the week after. We finally got adopted when I was turning thirteen. Now my brother is 17 and I'm 15.
How did we escape? Well I have to start in the beginning...
...before my dads death. This is my story.
