Our Little Devil Girl

Our Little Devil Girl

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Heyy I'm back with a new mafia story but this time it's gonna be different. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isabella has been abused, sold to men and raped for as long as she can remember. She is no more the bubble girl now she is hurt broken,used and can never be the same again She has been in and out of jail like a million times. What is keeping her sane is fighting, shooting, graffiti, smoking, drinking and cutting and her three friends. Her wannabe foster parents always told her that her parents never loved her and that's why she is here. She is informed that her 'mother' was laying dead with a bullet hole in her head and the fact that her ' father ' is out on the loose scares her. So is she all alone or does she have family. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ " oh honey we are so-" " Don't call me that if you want to keep talking" "I-i'm sorry I-isabella" " just shut up and tell me if I'm going to another foster care home" " N-no your brothers are willing t-to take you back" " Then let's get this fucking over with, when am I leaving" "In the next three hour,the flight is for New York City" " Whatever....I'm coming back brothers and I'm not the same Isabella you knew I'm like the devil in disguise "
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. On the day her twin sister "died," or that what she thought everything she knew shattered. She remembered the scream, the fall, the blood-and then the world changed. In the chaos, no one asked her what really happened. They didn't care to hear her version. Her parents, once the warmth in her world, turned cold overnight. The brothers who loved her most began to look at her like a monster. Whispers filled the house. Accusations behind closed doors. She was blamed, judged, and punished-not by strangers, but by her own blood. And then, without warning, they sent her away. A boarding school in another country, they said, as if it were for her own good. But it wasn't a school-it was a cage dressed in discipline. Far from home, far from love, she entered a place no child should ever be. Hidden behind iron gates and smiling lies, that school was a breeding ground for cruelty. Every corner held secrets. Every night was a nightmare. And no one ever came looking for her. Not a single letter. Not a single call. They forgot her- Years passed. . And then came the call. Her family wanted her to return. As if they still had the right to call her back. But the girl who left never came back-not really. What returns now is someone colder, quieter, sharper. She tells herself she feels nothing for them. That she's learned to live without love. That hatred is easier than hope. But buried beneath the years and pain, there is still a small voice inside her-a child's voice-aching to be believed, to be seen, to be forgiven for a crime she never committed. Will her family finally face what they've done? And when the truth comes out-will it set her free, or break her all over again?

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