As Time Itself Broke

Zee leans against ber bedroom window as she thinks about what just happened. beat her. Her uncle, her amazing Uncle Garrett had just physically abused her. Again.
Over the past few years, seven to be exact. he had done this frequently. Ever since her mother had died of a heart attack when Zaria was only seven. Her father hadn't wanted her anymore, saying that he was afraid he'd be a bad father. She had been put into foster care for about a year until they had found her uncle.
Now, as she looked back all those years, Zaria wasn't sad or blubbering with tears as she normally would be. Instead, she was angry. Angry at her father for leaving her, furious at herself for being so weak. She absolutely despised the feeling of weakness. Most of all, though, she was angry with her uncle. For beating her and treating Zaria like a slave or an animal who had killed his family. She wouldn't be surprised if she exploded for all the anger inside her. What she didn't expect, though, was for everything around her to explode. In a flash of bright light, she was gone. All trace of her, even memories, were gone.