Introduction:

When I was ten years old my four year old brother was killed in front of me...seconds later I was taken away. Somehow, day laters, I was found and rescued by a young boy. I never thanked him, but then again...I never even asked his name. All I can remember is a pair of warm arms as they carried me away on their back and a pair of kind green-gray eyes.

The only problem is no one ever saw my savior, everyone thought that I had gotten to the police on my own. They say that all they saw was a girl with dead eyes and a face that was too bloody, tear drenched, and sad to seem completely there. But none of them saw a boy. It's like he vanished into thin air, almost like he had never existed.

"Mi, hurry up or you'll be late for your first day of school!" mom yelled down the stairs.

"It's the middle of the school year, mom, it's hardly the first day of school." I grumbled as I went up the stairs.

"It's your first day at a new school. Look a little more chipper, how are you expecting to make friends with that sort of attitude?" she smiled as she pinched my cheeks.

"I don't want any friends, I don't need them!" I said sarcastically as I looked away melodramatically.

"Okay little miss thespian, take this and go! I don't want you to be late, in such a little town like this it's not good to build a bad reputation so quickly." my mom said as she started to push me towards the door.

"Oh, but the boys love naughty girls..." I joked.

"Not the types I'm thinking about! Now quit being kinky and leave!" I could tell she was excited for me.

"Okay, okay! Geez! I'm leaving already, bye mom." I said feeling way too rushed.

"Have fun...be nice! Bye, love ya!" she waved as I got into my car.

I laughed nervously to myself, that'll take some getting used to! Since when does mom sound so motherly? Since when does she call up out of no where and tell you she's decided that she wants you to come live with her?

I wonder how long it took mom to convince Aunt Elsy that she wasn't messing around like all those other times, and that this time she actually meant permanently.

Ever since Jamie was killed, she couldn't talk to me like before. She even left Jamie's dad, she didn't care that he was the only man she had ever truly loved...she just couldn't look at him anymore because Jamie had looked too much like his daddy. She quit caring about everything...she was just dead on the inside. Then one day Aunt Elsy showed up and told me I was going to live with her from now on.

I remember saying that I was sorry, and that it was all my fault for letting someone touch me. I started to cry because I thought mom was ashamed of me. Mom told me that it wasn't my fault and that I was a good girl, that I hadn't done anything wrong.

The last thing she told me was 'Bye, I love you!'

It's been about five years since then, and now...I'm finally back where I belong.