While other girls played with dolls and talked about boys, Dannielle stayed in her room and cried. She spent almost her whole life in a lab because she was created there. Dannielle is a clone created by a man in Wisconsin. She is the clone of her "cousin", Danny. Hence the name "Danni". Dannielle is fourteen years old and lives with her cousin Danny in Amity Park to get away from her abusive creator. She dances to release her anger. Alongside her cousins and friends, they are Team Phantom. They are the protectors of Amity Park. This is her story.
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Ever since I was I a little girl I lived with my dad, who used me to try and kill my cousin. If I didn't cooperate with him, he'd beat me up. I was so scared of him. He abused me so much I felt like I couldn't trust anyone anymore. Then one day, when I was seven, Dad found my diary with all my entries in it about how terrible he was. He was so angry. When I came home from school that day, he grabbed me by the ponytail and dragged me into the basement storage closet. He locked the door and didn't let me out for two weeks. During those two weeks I realized how crappy my life was. Everyday I'd try and make a plan to escape. But each one failed and I got punished worse and worse.

"...I wish I could escape this nightmare one day and be happy somewhere else. I'd rather be anywhere, somewhere, I don't care but anywhere but here. I wish I had a mom like the girls at school. Someone who'd care for me and not hit me. I'd give anything for that. Some days I wanna kill myself to end the pain, but then Dad would just make another clone..." -An excerpt from Danni's diary

Dad told me one day on the way to school that I'm not allowed to tell anyone about what he was doing to me. Basically, he brainwashed me. I'm confused about what happened myself. But I know that a few days after that I found myself trapped in my room, with Dad on top of me, raping me. That night was my lowest point. It was the night that I crawled into my closet and started cutting myself. Every night for I would lock myself in the closet and slice my tiny arms and watch the blood drip out. After each cutting, I would crawl into bed and cry. The pain didn't end anytime soon. Every night it'd be a rape or a beating. By the time I was ten, I was choking myself everyday, trying to kill myself to escape the horror.

Each morning I get up and die a little,
Can barely stand onmy feet.
Take a look in the mirror,
And I, see what you're doing to me.
I've spent all my years believing in you, but I just can't get no relief,
Can anybody find me, somebody to love?
Somebody To Love, QUEEN

After five years of rape, abuse and almost killing myself, I saw an escape. Dad went away for the night to Kenosha for a meeting. This was my only chance. So I packed up my things, and ran out the door. I had stolen $50 from Dad to buy myself a bus ticket and some food. I heard Dad talk about my cousins who lived in a city called "Amity Park". So when I got to the bus station, I asked the guy if they had a bus that went there. They did, so I bought a ticket and I got on the bus. The ride took me three hours. When we arrived in Amity Park, I asked some people who lived there to see if anyone knew my cousins, the Fentons. Everyone told me the same place, the warehouse out on Fuschia Street and Third. I walked there and rang the bell. I waited and waited.