The Scars on Her Back (Prequel to The Numbers on Her Wrist)
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The life before 564 became Amelia Reyes is a gruesome one; a story that she could not and would not tell to many people.
She had been labeled at a young age by three small numbers tattooed on her wrist. She had been taught to fight for her life and show no mercy. She had been used as an example to others and her bravery gained only hatred from her owners.
But it only caused an admiration to be built in the hearts of her friends in the orphanage. The falls she took for all of them only raised her into a hero. She was a legend, a savior, and was respected greatly among the children who resided there.
Until the day she was forced to abandon them- the day her heart broke and the day she no longer considered herself a hero.
564; Amelia Reyes; the girl with the numbers on her wrist and the scars on her back.
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