~Chapter 1~

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"CASSIE!! Get down stairs right now and help your aunt with breakfast!" My uncle Mark screamed from downstairs.

I quickly got up and threw an old t-shirt over my aqua singlet. My uncle hated singlets and if he saw me wearing one... Well I'd hate to think what would happen if he saw me wearing one.

I ran down the wooden stairs into the kitchen and started preparing bacon and eggs for breakfast.

"Wear some decent clothing for once Cassie. Your 16, you should be dressing like a lady not some skank from the sewers." My aunt Leila rudely stated.

I ignored her rude comment and continued cooking. I absolutely hated living with my aunt and uncle. When my parents first died I was put into foster care until they could find any living relatives, and after a few months they found my aunt and uncle, whom I had never met. I was shipped over to their house and after a few months I had figured out why I had never met them. They were complete animals; the exact opposite to my parents.

My aunt Leila was my fathers sister, they had lost contact a few years before I was born apparently, due to my father moving away from Arizona to California. He wanted to get away from his family, he told me they used to abuse him when he was little. He had scars from where my grandfather burned him with a cigarette because he accidentally broke a vase and from when he had fights with his sister. Unfortunately for me his sister and brother in law also have an abusive trait...

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