Prologue
"Out of my way, freak!" said a random passerby, harshly pushing a young girl to the ground. She winced and got up, proceeding to rub her now bleeding arm. She looked up to find the bystanders glaring as they passed.
Quickly moving out of the way of yet another passerby; she headed for a nearby park. There she almost immediately found kids playing and having fun.
She watched them for a while before getting pushed back by an unknown force. Looking she spots the surprised face a young boy about her age.
He looks at her curiously before looking to her bleeding arm. "Did I do that?" he asks wide eyed and pointing to the bleeding arm.
Looking surprised at his question, she quickly shook her head to clear confusion, but he was already taking off his small jacket to wrap around her arm.
Before he could hand her his jacket though, an arm pulled him up. The arm belonged to very tall and very pretty woman.
"What do you are doing? I thought I told you not to go near her!" she whispers loudly to the boy.
"But mom, she's hurt!" protested the boy, pointing at the small girl's arm.
"I don't care, I don't want you by that…thing" said the woman, looking at the small girl with a disapproving look.
Even though she had heard worse, she still felt like she was about to cry. She looked back at the boy who was being dragged away by his mother. He looked apologetic and confused. He tried to smile reassuringly, but she didn't dare look; it would only give her false hope. Something she definitely didn't need.
