The Forgotten: My world

Chapter 1; The start of a sad begining

Well, I guess I should start off from the very beginning. It all started when I was born, my mother was a very caring person, always putting others befor herself. Her theory was that when you make others happy you get a feeling inside you which no one could ever feel for themselves, like it was just a feeling of your own. That's why I loved my mother so much I was her "special" little girl, I guess it was normal for her to think that way since it was just me, her, my father, and my three brothers. I especially remember a time where my mom and I went grocery shopping I was eight at the time. My mom and I were passing by the toy section in the store when I saw a cute little stuffed lion. She of coarse bought it for me and I loved it more than anything, besides my mom of coarse. This... is where everything took a terrible turn...