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Ch. 1

Well, I guess I should first explain who I am. My name is Elizabeth, Elizabeth Night. I live in Norman, Oklahoma. I am 17, almost 18. Yet it seems I've been through a life time. Ever since I was 3 years old, my father, a foul, evil man, has abused me. At first it was physical. A couple bruises here and there, nothing to cause suspicion. However as I became older, the beatings got worse. He also began to emotionally abuse me, calling me stupid, whore, slut, bitch, ect. He blamed me for my mother's death. When I was finally 15 my father raped me. He quickly fell into a routine, and so did I. I went to school, came home, cooked him dinner, get yelled at, start getting hit/kicked/punched (whatever he felt like), get raped by him, go to my room clean up wounds, and go to bed. That was my life everyday, even when I didn't have school, I would still act like I did just to get away from him for a few hours. Until this last week something amazing happened. One day when my father wasn't home. I herd the door bell ring. Stunned, I limped to the door, and saw a short, skinny woman in a 3-piece suit. She had brown hair tied up in a tight bun, no make up, and light blue glasses. She just smiled at me.

"Are you Elizabeth Night?"

I only nodded, afraid of this young woman.

"Why don't you come with me? I have allot to talk to you about…I won't hurt you. In fact this will help you."

I just nodded again and followed the woman to an ocean blue with 2 white stripes Chevy camero. I climbed into the passenger's seat, amazed at the all black interior. The woman got into the drivers seat and drove off.

"Elizabeth. My name is Mrs. Smith. I am from DHS. Are you aware that your father is abusing you?"

"Yes."

My voice was emotionless. I had herd horror stories about DHS. Especially if you get sent back to your home. Mrs. Smith gave me a small smile.

"If you would like, I can make it to wear your father can never hurt you again."

At that my eyes lit up.

"Getting away from him would be amazing!"

I broke into a huge grin. Excited about leaving, not caring wear they would send me.

"I have a young couple, in La Push, Washington, who would love to adopt you."

"When do I leave?'

"Now, if you would like."

"Yes, please."

After making sure I had everything I needed, and Mrs. Smith making a few phone calls, we were on our way. Mrs. Smith drove me all the way up to La Push. Every two hours her phone would ring and Mrs. Smith would ask me small questions, other than that I didn't get to talk much. Mrs. Smith was telling me about my new parents. Unfortunately I fell asleep when we hit California. Next thing I know is that I'm being woken up by Mrs. Smith.

"Good morning Elizabeth. What would you like?"

It took me a few minutes to realize that it was 7 am and we were at Starbucks.

"Can I have a white chocolate mocha? That sounds really good."

"Of course."

So we got our Starbuck and we were back on the highway. After 10 minutes, we were in a heavily wooded area.

"Welcome to La Push, Elizabeth."

Mrs. Smith smiled at me. I was amazed at how beautiful everything was.

"Ah! Here we are! Elizabeth, prepare to meet your new parents."

I looked up at cute little house. There in front stood a tall Native American Man with a shorter skinner woman by his side. They looked nice enough.

"Nice to see you again, Sam."

"You to, Mrs. Smith."

The two smiled at each other. I slowly got out of the car. Not sure what to think of the Scars on the young woman standing next to Sam.

"And this is Elizabeth."

Mrs. Smith announced when I got over to her.

"Nice to finally meet you, Elizabeth. My name is Sam Ulley, and this is my wife Emily."

"Nice to meet you."

I stuttered really nervously. After what had happened with my dad I was weary of men.