The Story of Athena Spencer

THE STORYLINE

It was the 14th of November and the second child of Katie and Scott Spencer was born in L.A. California. My name is Athena spencer and I have fair skin, blue eyes, auburn hair and extremely deep dimples. I have one sister and she is twenty one years. Her name is Ashley. However, I had to leave America immediately due to an unbelievably devastating circumstance.

One of the most powerful drug gangs were hunting me to use my finger print to open a vault that contained more riches, such as gold, drugs and money, that your eyes could even bare to watch for more than a second. I was the only one on the planet who could open this vault and they wanted to kill me after they finished use me. I had to leave the country and go into hiding and I would be able to be myself again when I turned eighteen.

My parents were devastated but they knew that it was for the best. They thought that they could probably pay the gang to leave me alone as they were extremely rich but the gang was determined to find me, get the riches and kill me. They couldn't stand the fact that they didn't have all of those riches yet.

This just made them even more aggressive and determined which made them want to find me and kill me immediately, which was bad for me because it placed me at a greater risk of being caught and killed as a baby, which would mean that I wouldn't have had the chance to grow up if things didn't go the way that they went.

My parents didn't want to let me go because they knew that once they made that decision, they would never see me for eighteen years, or maybe even more, and they couldn't undo what they already did but they needed to do what was best for me and this was what was best for me, also, they needed me to get to safety immediately, as it wasn't safe for me to stay in L.A., or should I say America, for another moment.

They thought that it was the hardest decision that they would ever have to make. Another concern that they had was that they wouldn't be a part of my childhood and when I returned, if I returned after eighteen years, I would be heading off to college or university.

I was only a baby when all of this chaos started so I didn't understand what was going on. I didn't even realise how much pain and suffering my parents were going through, but the worst part was that I didn't even know what was going to happen to me. I was just so innocent and didn't even have sense to understand all of this as yet.

A few other rules were that I wasn't allowed on any social media such as Instagram, snapchat, twitter or tumblr because Donald would have his team track my phone and find my location. I wasn't even allowed to have a phone.

Also, I wasn't allowed to date as it could risk everything including the lives of loved ones and myself but I didn't understand how it could have and I still don't but I think that my parents came up with that rule so I wouldn't date but it didn't bother me because I'm not the girly type who obsesses over boys so I didn't care.

My parents wondered why I was chosen for this. Why did it have to be me? What did I do to deserve this? After all, I was only a baby and I was so dependant on others for everything. My parents thought that I was a blessing, at first, but I think they felt that I was a burden and I still feel this way.

The vault was located just off the east coast of California and it was made of Wurtzite Boron Nitride, the hardest material in the world, which made it impenetrable, hence the reason why it needed my fingerprint to open the vault.

The gang leader also had a son, who was born last month, on the 14th, which made him exactly one month older. His name was Lewis Thompson and his father, who was trying to kill me, was Donald Thompson. Who knew that Lewis would be different.

It was time for me to leave and everything was being prepared, including my disguise, my destination and my private jet. Yes, I even got a private jet but I was a baby so I didn't even remember what it felt like to be in a private jet.

No one was allowed to know about this and that is why I was born at home. The only people who knew about this was the president, a few police sergeants and my parents because they couldn't risk my life. My plane was now ready and my parents said their goodbyes.