The Hunted, Struggling Broken Girl

i'm that girl who is quite a bit broken. who has some issues. who is lost inside herself. eventually, i'll find my way. but that time is not now.

when i was younger i lost both of my parents, my mother died of cancer when i was 6 and my father died 2 years later in a car crash, at least that's what everyone tells me. i know how my mom died, but my dad, i'm not so sure i believe the stories.

since then I've lived with my adopted family the McCall's. My "mother" being Melissa McCall and "brother" Scott. they were good to me, loved me, cared for me like one of their own.

i was older that Scott. 2 years, 1 month and 13 days older to be exact.

through the whole dead family thing one person has been there with me by my side from the very beginning. Derek Hale. he was almost like a real brother. our family's were good friends. the hales and the Mac Tires. (in case you didn't know, Mac Tire in Irish is wolf.) the same had happened to him, both of his parents dead. he lived on his own for most of his life. he lived a struggling life. i gave him food even though my family need the food we had. we lived like this for a long time.