Chapter 1
There is a reason why I'm the way I am. You see fate has dealt me a truly awful hand. A hand which involves a father whose never there and a mother whose always drunk of high and sleeps around. When I was 5 I was wandering the streets to get away from the place I call home when I found the library. My mother doesn't care about me so much so that I wasn't even in school. That day when I entered it's doors I became enamoured within the realm of books. For me it was a way to get away from mom and her lays. I would escape to the library, a place that felt warm and inviting, even with my lack of reading skills I would pour over the pages of the books focused on the shapes and the images. That was until one Monday the librarian came over, she tried to talk to me about the book I had in my hands. However I didn't know what she was on about. That one moment changed my life she helped me to learn how to read within a week. Later showing me how to write too.
God bless her.
Soon I was drinking up the words on the pages spending every free moment at the Library within a year I'd managed to read all the children's books, picture books and novels and had moved on. Moms drink and drug issue just seemed to worsen so I'd seek comfort away in the realm of books reading about families who love each other and brave warriors. Sometimes I'd have to cover up the latest bruise or scrape. Sadly when mom couldn't find her next guy she'd take it out on me claiming it was my fault that the men were scared of me thus steering clear of her. This could be a slap delivered with her hand or a beating by belt. The worst was when she'd start throwing glass bottles at me or grab me and then chuck me in the cupboard over night or for days. I'd had to learn how to do first aid at age three and how to cook as well. For mom I was little more than wasted space she didn't care, she didn't love me. Most of my life I spent alone with no one to confide in, I'd learn using the books in the library; Math, science, English you name it I'd learn it even foreign languages. Actually I was already in the collage textbooks or final year of high school even though I still had two years left. School was just easy, it stocked in my mind making it easy to learn.
Truth was I was thankful to be sent to my uncle however weary I was of people by that point. I have now been here for 1 month I'm certain I'm driving Luke up the wall. He'd enrolled me in the local school but within a day I was bored for the curriculum was so mind numbingly boring, so I started bunking off. Sadly Stars Hollow doesn't have a large library but since I'd learned what I needed to I got a job instead though I didn't tell anyone.
Fate dealt me this hand so I've made the most of it. It's cruel at times and difficult too. Even worse when I have nightmares about the belt. Once I overheard Luke talking about me with Lorelai he was confused about me. When he talks he stares right in my eyes which causes this over whelming feeling of danger to wash over me. Like in in trouble or when I
He calls me over for a serious conversation he probably doesn't realise that it's also within arms reach. I don't know for certain but I think I broke bones from the beatings. Since my body aches a lot and I get sharp pains after doing heavy work. All of this I've kept bottled in so it's only fair it has to come out one day right? I hope not I can't stand the pity.