Well where do I start now from the day my life went to hell and forward or from present day and back to the day it all started.. I believe starting from the begnning , well more like the end of things.
I was only a child when she died, she was all I had and then she was gone like that. My mother.. The woman who protected, made me feel better when I was sick , helped me feel safe from the monsters under my bed. Five years old and without a mother for the rest of my life. That was when everything went to hell, I was sent to a 'home' for the orphaned were I was left for last.. always or food , washing everything.. and then from there I got worse hostile , closed, mean and I wa only a ten years old and I hated the world and everything and everyone in it. That is the begnning to my life..
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My life
WerewolfDoes anyone understand what it likes to feel abandoned? alone? broken? everything or close to everything precious taken from you, even if it wasn't someone else's for the taking?.. I do. Know how? That pretty much sums up my life.
