The Beauty of The Beast

My name is Gin Devero. And I have a voice inside of my head.

Don't get me wrong. It isn't the voice that tells you what good and bad are. It's, literally, a voice. Male, to be specific. But what's a girl to do when she hears a voice in her head?

Ding! ding! ding! That's right, you head to the crazy house; or formally known as Insane Asylum. But, as you know, I WAS insane. I wasn't in the best state of mind to decide to go. So my parents made the decision for me. Seven years in a hell hole full of craziness is a long time for little old me. Especially at the tender age of thirteen. But the thing is, I wasn't crazy, I was just.....different.

Now that I'm out, I'm coming home. And let's just say, it won't be the little happy reunion that my parents expect. And apparently, for me as well. And that's saying a lot.

My name is Gin Devero, and this is my story.