WHO AM I?

Innocence radiated off of her from miles away; the animals could smell it.

Her smile lit up cities all around the world; the darkness could feel it.

The musical sound of her laugh; the deaf could hear it.

Her beauty that shined; the blind could see it.

Who was she? Briella Margaret Jones.

15 years old. Porcelain skin. Auburn hair. Green-blue eyes. Light freckles across her nose. Beautiful, right? It looked almost unnatural. Like a porcelain doll.

She was the most exquisite girl that anyone had ever laid their eyes upon.

But...beauty, just like every other thing in the world, came with a price. Being beautiful made her vulnerable...exposed. And she lived in a world where flowers like her became violated in the most inhumane ways.

She may have been young and innocent, but Briella was a fighter. There wasn't anything that could break her...or so she thought.

*****
An hour after giving birth to her, Briella's mom, suddenly went into cardiac arrest and didn't make it. Briella's dad, Jason, was heart-broken that his high school sweetheart had left him alone in this world.

Only, he wasn't alone anymore - he had a daughter now. The last part of his wife, Lara, that still remained on the earth. But he didn't want a part of her, he needed all of her.

For the sake of his wife he tried, in the beginning, to raise their child, he really did. However, as Briella grew older, she started to look more and more like his dead wife. Looking at Briella only brought back the dark memory of Lara's death.

Jason tried to resist the demon in his head telling him that it was Briella's fault that she was dead.

He started drinking hoping it would ease the guilt of his thoughts and hopefully get rid of them for good, but it only made matters worse - for Briella.