Hello, my name is Charlotte. My last name isn't important. And yes, I am a girl telling this story. Only thing is, is that this story isn't about me, not really. It's really about my father. And my other father. And how my mother tried to tear us apart. It's about love, and, sadly, hate. Fear and strength.
You see, I was born out of wedlock, only my father didn't know this. So I grew up believing that he never cared enough to stick around. At least that's what my mother told me. Some time after I was 12, my mother met the man she is currently with. Only problem is, is that he hates me. Her solution? Shove me with the man she believes is my father. A man called Rude. She told me that he worked for the Shin-Ra company. I hate Shin-Ra.
So, anyways, my mother hired someone to take me to where I was supposed to go, and as I stepped up to the building where he supposedly was. Looking up at the building,I took a breath and stepped up.
And the rest, they say is history. A history retold here.
I hope you enjoy.
Love, Charlotte.
