Scar Face
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Last published Fri, Aug 22, 2025
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parents died in a car accident, sibling survived the initial crash but died at the hospital.
the only survivor was a girl of the age 16. she was critically injured after the crash so she had to stay in the hospital for a few months to get her health back together before she was placed in a foster home.
she wasn't treated the best by the other kids since she had a big jagged (still healing) scar that went from one side of her cheek, over her nose and to the other cheek then from just under her left eye a scar ran down, crossing over the one along her cheeks and nose and down to her lips, cutting through the soft plush skin of her lips and down to her chin just a little.
as soon as she turned 18 she was kicked out of the foster home and out onto the streets. she already had a job so she had been saving up her cash, so she was able to live out of a run down hotel for about half a year (6 months) until she earned enough money to buy her own place.
when she did it was in a nice neighbourhood, three bedroom house and a garage connected to the right of the house.
from there she lived a semi normal life, she worked as a mechanic mostly but she had a side job at a bar a few streets over from where she lived.
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