Do you ever wonder i the life you live is not the life your supposed to have? Do you ever get that feeling that you don't belong? Well if you have me and you have something in common.
I am, well at least as far as I know, Rita Gold, I was told that i was found alone in the middle of a deserted island's beach 15 years ago, ever since I had been living with a seemingly normal family. The family I've been living with is the worst. If i was normal i would've been dead some where in a ditch and they wouldn't even care enough to try to cover my dead body from view. they'd probably just tell the police that i killed myself and they'd probably believe them. No cares about the freak with midnight black hair, burning red eyes that change color, pale skin and last but not least blood red lips that come with sharp teeth.
I wish i was never found and brought to this hell that i've been living in, the island would probably been better than this. Right now i'm chained in the basement of the families home, i think this is the 9th day i've been down here without food or water. If i was normal i probably would've died by now but this world is cruel and just loves to make me suffer. I am not normal, i am a unknown abomination with nothing.
The basement is where i pretty much grew up in, I'm always thrown down here when they're done taking their frustrations and anger out on me. The basement is completely concrete with a solid pole in the middle of it courtesy to the the father of the house, Dan, he put there so its easier to chain me, which i currently chained to right now. There is only two was to get out and into this dang basement one is a window that is blocked and covered by metal, the other is the door that leads right into the living room, that has way to many locks on it.
I sighed, "This sucks, i'm so bored down here" I whisper before the door slams open and reveals a pissed off Dan. "great just what I need a pissed off idiot," i thought to myself as i smirked up to Dan. that just enrages him more but something is holding him back from hitting me, that was suspicious I wonder what these idiots are planning. "Guess what day it is today, you tramp." I looked right into his eyes and shrugged my shoulder. He smirks, an evil cruel smirk, "today is your 16th birthday, 16 years ago you disgraced this world with your birth." I rolled my eyes, and gave him a What-the-hell look as i spat at the ground where he stood. 'Smack' ecohed through the silent basement, burning pain filled my left cheek but i didn't flinch nor did I grimace. "that's what he wants and i won't give him what he wants" "now listen here, you little whore, Today is the day I can finally sell you and get something good out of keeping you here for so long. The sick bastard that bought you is upstairs right now. So behave."
Do they really think that i'll go down with out a fight i was only listening to them so i could get away when this birthday came around so i could return to the island that i was found on. I smiled, a smile that made my white teeth look deadly with my blood red lips. Dan looked taken back by my smile that made a chill crawl up his spine. He was about to hit me again but something in my eyes made him stumble back a run up the stairs.
