Childhood

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I'm a simple girl, Born in a small and normal class of the society with simple but complicated family issues. I have 4 stepsister from my mother side and we have different father, and 1 stepbrother from my biological father side. And a 9 stepbrother from my stepdad who raised me all these years.
It's very complicated isn't it. You probably think you only can read this or see this in a movie. My mom and stepfather raised me however my mom never show me love. But my stepdad showed and make me feel that I'm special and wanted even though I'm not his own child. In that way I won't feel so much pain when I'm growing up. When I was 5 I spent time over a year to my grandma and grandpa farm house. I spent a year over there because of the issues between my mom and my biological dad. My mom don't want me to know my biological dad, that's why she sent me to my grandparents to hide me from my real dad.

For all the days I spent time with my grandparents I had fun around wood and lake's over the old farm. Even though I couldn't have a proper conversation with my grandparents because of shyness and because I just recently meet them that time. I had a great memories from there. After spending half year to my grandparents I kinda get a little bit closer to them somewhat.
While growing up with them I learned to treasure nature and somehow learn about taking care of farm animals and get attached to some older people.

However my grandma and grandpa always looking for me whenever I am missing for 2-4 hours before evening. I always had them worried a lot, but they never showed me that I'm troublesome.
From that time of being with them I were slowly get maturity, like I was only 5 yrs old and going to turn 6 yrs old after 7 month, I can say I wasn't like other kid. I started to think "why I'm being sent into my grandma and grandpa farm house? , why my mom always look away whenever I hug her? , why I never heard my mom tell I love you to me?, why my mom showed more love towards my other siblings than me?, why my surname different from their surname?, why I felt I'm alone?". From the moment I try not to think off and keep it inside my heart. That time I didn't notice I were building my own wall inside of my heart,and getting another personality inside
And getting to attached to nature than to people, even my grandparents showed some love for me. I learn slowly avoid my own emotions to prevent my head to think about all the questions I couldn't find an answer and because I'm just a kid.

It was almost one year and I only have 3 weeks before going back to my mom's house. I were having alone time into woods and I heard rustling around and look around, however the sound were made me so curious and think that if I followed the sound I will maybe see a Bunny or a cute animal. From there you can say "curiosity kill a cat" my curiosity lead me to a man with white mask with red substance into the mask, the person was laying to the ground of the with a syringe in his hand., I feel nothing but curiosity. So my first instinct is to look over what's behind the mask.

[Isn't that so weird of me to be curiosity in that part?.. comment what u think]

I tried not to make a sound and stay looking to his face and keep moving towards his face. But I startled and step back when I saw his eyes opened, his eyes were scary and his other eyes were empty. I couldn't move and staring at him and getting more scared. He sit up and look at me, I were so scared and run away even I don't know where I was running to. I saw a big tree with a big hole underneath the tree. It was getting dark and I don't where am I and the wind we're getting colder. I was afraid and telling myself I shouldn't go to the wood that time. After hiding for a half hour when I try to get out to where I'm hiding the Person mask just appeared over the entrance of my hiding spot. From that moment I can't move my body and can't even shout,my body trembling so much from being so scared and then unconsciously lost and blackout.

The next I knew were I already at hospital. And didn't remember anything after that.
I wake up with a different me in some way

[It's hard to explain and I am not good of explaining]

After getting discharge I don't have any idea why I'm at the hospital, and why i feel I'm different.

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