HER | ✔️

HER | ✔️

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Doesn't it weird how some people in life are playing with rainbows and some of them are playing with shadows? Some people's life are filled with hope and faith, and some with depression and loathe. And for me, I think that's the cause of our differences. I often asked myself, why can't everyone loves equally? Why can't they be fair to one another? And that, my dear, only god knows why. Catherine was a good girl with golden heart. She was kind to everyone, despite the surroundings she was raised in. Her parents argued all the time. Nonetheless to say, she was depressed. Her father always came home late and drunk and her mother will scold him for that. Then her father will beat her mom and her until he feels satisfied and the cycle never ends. But that was years ago. And Catherine used to be a good girl.
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You're a teenager with the love of dancing. As a child, you competed in community dancing competitions with all your friends. Your mother and father supported your love for dancing all the way. Your father would even dance with you sometimes just to spend time with his little girl! Then, one disastrous night when you were thirteen, you and your parents were driving home from your fifth national competition. You won first place, and everyone in your family was proud of you. It began to rain and visibility was decreasing. A drunken driver wasn't paying attention to where you and your family were going, and the drunken driver crashed head on into the vehicle. Your mother didn't make it. A year later, your father became more alcoholic and abusive. He was very devastated over your mother's death just as you were. He kept telling you it was all your fault that your mother died. It is currently three years after your mother's death, and you're sixteen years old. Your father got another woman, and you have a little step sister now. Your father and step mother finally made the decision to send you to a foster family, and that's where you went.

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