A/N: This is a new story that I'm working on. It is about a young girl named Sophia who will eventually be adopted by the Cullens and they will help her to overcome her fears and come to terms with the abuse she suffered all her life.
Pain.
That's what I've known all my life. My mother was a pimped out drunk and for the first five years of my life we bounced from place to place, never staying in any one city longer than three months. I suffered nothing but abuse from her and her pimps; rude remarks, brutality, and exposure to the horrors of life was all I knew. Until it all changed.
We were living in an apartment that belonged to my mother's pimp when it happened. He was an evil bastard, let me tell you. When my mother came home from 'work' one morning the pimp was not pleased with how much money she brought home. They fought; she was drunk and he was violent. It ended with Kevin stabbing my mother while I watched from the doorway to the kitchen. He tried to come after me, but a drug dealer came into the apartment and started a fight with Kevin. I ran and hid in my mother's room and didn't come out until the police found me two days later. I don't remember those days, hiding in my mother's room. I was petrified that kevin was going to come after me and kill me too or the drug dealer who came barging into the apartment.
The police officer who found me was named Geoffrey Kipling. He was in his early thirties and had a very soft, gentle face that radiated love and warmth. He was nice to me, they all were. They took me back to the police station, careful not to touch me as they had at first in my mother's room; I had a very silent fit and proceeded to hide in a corner, shaking in fear.
At the station, the Officer Geoffrey tried to explain to me what had happened to my mother and Kevin, but I was too frightened to pay much attention. He tried asking me questions about other family members with whom I could live, but didn't realize that I can't speak. I learned very early in life what talking cost me and quickly adapted to stay alive. Officer Geoffrey believed it be shock. They ran a background check on my mother and found out that Kevin wasn't my father, but couldn't seem to find any living relatives of mine. After a day and a half I was taken to an orphanage a few towns over in Olympia.
And my misery began anew...
A/N: Let me know what you think! I won't write more unless I get feedback.
