"Dexia it is time for breakfast" I heard my mother call. I jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen. My mother was tall and slender, her blonde hair was put up in a tight bun today which meant only one thing she was going on a mission. She was dress in a long white dress with elbow long sleeves. The bottom of the dress was a brown color from walking across the dirt. I looked on the table and there was breakfast. Father walked into the room. He always had a stern look on his face and he was always mumbling. He had his utility vest on with his cargo pants. Unlike my mother he was not a force user, but his skills in heavy weapons allowed him to rank up in the Rebel Alliance. He sat down at the table without acknowledging my existence. "Keilara do you really have to go on this mission?" He said with a sigh.
"Yes my dear the fight was nearly lost there are many to be healed it will only take a few days I promise." My mother said looking in his eyes. I could see the love they had. We ate in silence and I picked up our bowls and washed them. When I finished there was a knock on our door. "I will get it" my father said and when he opened it was a Jedi. Unlike my mother he had on brown robes and a hood that covered most of his face. "Ma'am we need to leave" He said his voice was stern but soft. I looked at my mother as she kissed my father and left without a word. As the door closed my father went to his study. I knew to leave him alone, so I went to my room. I just had my fifth birthday, and I was never allowed to leave the house I don't know why. Mother always said it was not safe for me to leave due to the war. I played with my doll. "Why won't they talk to me do they not love me?" I asked my doll sometimes I pretend she can talk about, but she never does. No one talks to me. I was thirsty and walked to the kitchen father was sitting at the table with a brown bottle next to him. He smelt bad I wrinkled my nose when I smelt it. Father looked at me and drunk the rest. "Father is it okay if I get some water?" I said looking down at my feet.
"Go ahead I don't care" He said then mumbled something under his breathe. After I drunk the water my father snapped. He picked me up by my throat and yelled "You ruined everything! My career! Your Mother suffers because of you!" I started to cry how could I not. I could barely breathe I clawed at his hands to free myself, but it failed. When I was about to pass out he let go off my throat and went to his room. I was shaking I could not walk. I laid on the floor till I had the strength to get up. I stayed in my room for the rest of the night out of fear. I curled into a ball underneath my bed silently crying. I heard my door open with a creak I knew it was my father by the way he walked. "Finally she ran away" I heard him say as he closed the door. I did not eat for two days until mother came back.
"Kerlos I am home" I heard my angelic voice say hoping she would say my name, but it never was spoken. "I am in the living room" I heard my father reply. She didn't come to find me. I sat on my bed holding my doll. My stomach growled loudly. I could not stand it longer I went to the kitchen and went to eat a cookie. As I finished eating my stomach was feeling better but when I turned around both Father and Mother was standing in the doorway with their arms crossed. My mother's soft face was harsh and her voice matched it. "Dexia Geawrid what are you thinking!" I flinched remembering what happened two nights ago. My throat was still sore. "I did not raise you a thief. Thieves belong with the Sith and you no child of mine will follow that corrupted path!"
"I guess the temptation finally got to you" My father said with a grin on his face. He walked to his closet and pulled out a whip. It was leather bond. My mother got these metal circles and placed them on my wrists. They were cold to the touch and sent shivers down my spine. The metal was attached to the wall so I could not move. Next thing I knew was the feeling of leather striking my back. I screamed out. It happened four more times and I felt something wet run down my back. I did not know what it was but when I was undone I barely could move. My back was in so much pain I laid on the floor crying. My father picked me up and carried me to my room. Mother brought food and water for dinner that was the last I saw either of them that night. My bed was covered in this red liquid. I cried myself to sleep hoping this was a nightmare.