The Story of Sienna

Prologue

*1987 February 28~Michigan*

"YOU BASTARD CHILD!" Jackie spat at her three year old daughter who was crying at the attacks of her mother.

The child cried at the pain that spread throughout her body from the impact of her mother's assaults. All she could do was helplessly cry. She was only a child after all.

"STOP CRYING YOU HOPELESS BITCH! YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN KILLED, NOT EZRA!" Jackie had once again yelled.

With the child not having knowledge of what is going on, she could only lay on the ground continuously crying.

Crying for pain? Crying for help? How can one not hear the cries of a troubled young one? They must have chosen to ignore it. Bastard world this was after all.

"Sienna Promise Lake. I promise to make you live in hell you little bitch."

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*Present*

Sienna jolted up from her slumber sweating like there was no tomorrow. Her chest heaving up and down as she recalled the nightmare that had just occurred.

Or in this case, a closed off memory.

These nightmares never ceased since that darn awful day. They were like scars that would never be healed in this life time. Scars that constantly made her wonder what she ever did to deserve such a life.

A life filled with hatred.

Looking over at the digital clock on her bed side drawer, she saw it was 5:13am in the morning. Nothing unusual to her since she would wake up the same way each day. Sometimes she would just stay up not wanting to deal with the nightmares.

Sienna got out of bed almost robotically and made her way to her ensuite bathroom. She had her feet dragging along her soft cream colored carpet and arms hanging lifelessly against her sides. She didn't even flinch when she looked into her mirror.

Why? Because she was used to looking into the same closed off emotionless brown eyes. She was used to the fact that her hair was always just a bunch of brunette curly hair sitting on her head.

She was used to seeing her lightly tanned skin looking more and more pale. The same skin that was once on the verge of being just bones. However most of all, she was used to the faint scar that ran from the middle of her left eyebrow down to her left cheek.

The scar indeed ran over her eye, but it felt normal to her. The doctors made sure she was able to use her eye normally. She was grateful either way, but she will forever have the hideous scar placed upon her delicate face.

Sienna had once been so close to being anorexic, but now her body was full. Her stomach flat and toned as well as her arms and legs. The shape of her ass was well defined as well as her breasts. Her body would be envious to many females.

An asset no one knew of.

Sienna was currently 18 years of age nearing the end of her schooling life. She'd been taken in by a family who was able to stand in the same room as her. A family she thought was insane enough to allow her into their humble home. The family who only consisted of the two parents themselves and their son.

They were the Andersen family.

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