My name is Rachael ever since I could walk I remember everything being just harsh.
My mom passed away when I was ten by over dosing on drugs and my daily routine has just been a loop to get through life.
But over the years after her death, my dad worked though his grief by taking it out on me, like he was blaming me, like it was my fault... Maybe it was.
But on the first day at my new high school, I knew things were going to be different.
every young child dreams of being a princess but that dream was ripped away from me when I was only five years old. my father abused me when my mother passed away. he whipped me and cut me, every hope of being happy was torn away from me. but when I finally escape I shift and find my mate. everything good comes to an end sooner than you thought.