Perseption of passage

Marybeth

Well, my life story isnt as insane or crazy at this point. Im around seventeen, but im 5'9, making me the tallest out of all of us. My parents wanted to mix my genetics with a cat so that I'd have the ability to not be caught. They were known to sell drugs when i was little, they forced me to try and rob the buyers. When i was caught one day, the man threw me across the room, and thats the day.
October 15, 2994, when i was only ten, flung across a room by a man I didnt even know. My body laid their. They decided I was now useless, and threw me out. With nowhere else to go. A ten year old, blond curled girl, scrapes along her face and broken tail. I found a place that accepted my kind.
I rember them badaging me up and writing everything down.
Black cat ears, black tail with a blondish tip, blond curley hair, hip length, female, tall for my age, black eyed and eyebrows, ect. Later on they would find my strong fitting personality as an independent person, hired me two years later, when I was around twelve.
I had my own job! A desk! I was so exited to be their! My twelve year old self eas filled with si much ecstatic energy. I didnt have much, so the ladys that worked with the older children got me some new cloths, mostley blue dresses since I wispered one of the workers that was my favorite color.
I rember the only things I found laying around, I got a pla1uc with my name;

Marybeth

It felt amazing! Seeing my name on the golden plaquc. It made me feel important to society. The very same society that casted me aside for my parents wrongdoings for their past crimes. I rember every case I made. Watching kids come in and out.
Slowley my desk went from that golden polished plaquc, with a cup of pens and pencils, papers, stuffed cat, and even a snow globe from some cheep store we found. Every case, they wanted me to check every female and scribble any notes down such as bruises, cuts, ect. I was to ask help from the boy next to me for the males if they felt uncomfortable with me, I mean, I would basically be staring at them in their underwear, whats not to feel weird about?