This is a story about being forgotten, but being remembered, being broken, but being remade. Raelynn had been simply forgotten. Forgotten by the people she thought loved her. Taken at 7, kept for years in a cell to small for life, a runt in all senses. But this isn't a story about sadness, it's about being remade. This is my first story, please don't judge me. I'm not a very good writer.