Daughter of Apollo

The Beginning

I didn't want this, I never asked for any of this to happen but here I am. When I was little it was just me and my mom, she was the most amazing mom in the whole world. when I was a kid I didn't realise how hard she worked for me. My mother worked as a nurse to keep me fed and to keep the roof over our heads. Some nights she worked from 4:00am to 3:00am the next day. Somehow I always knew that something was wrong, she would cry all the time and mutter things to herself but I always attributed this to her lack of sleep. One night I was sitting in our tiny NY apartment and there was a knock at the door, I slowly opened the door and there was a police officer standing in the doorway he asked if i there was and adult home with me.

<no im waiting for my mom to get home, is there a problem>

<um does anyone live with you and your mom?>

<no its just us>

I could tell that there was something he needed to tell me. He took me down to the police station. A wave of fear hit me like a ton of bricks. What was happening was i in trouble i had no idea. Finaly a social service worker came to talk to me.

<Hi there sweetheart i'm Mr. Murry, I know this might come as a shock to you but your mother has passed away>

I felt like my world had just fallen apart a million thoughts raced through my head but only one came out

<how?>

He told me she had killed herself. Some people have mixed feelings about this sort of thing, my emotions. I was devastated but most of all angry. Why would she have left me here all alone by myself. I was ten at the time. After that I was thrown out on the street to fend for myself and let me tell you it is hard for a dyslexic ADHD kid living on the streets at the age of ten. Thank Hermes for his gifts because Zeus knows I didn't pay for a thing I had. I stayed in shelters sometimes but maily I lived in an old chevy truck in a junkyard. I could see things that no one else could monsters and creatures that no little girl should have to fight. I had no education and no other options, until one day a friendly satyr named Grover came to save my life.