Part1:
Nobody understood me, but my life wasn't as great as everyone thought it was. They thought I was gothic, but rich. I was neither. I was a girl with troubles, problems, & heartaches.
I remember what life was like before I came to live Frank Santos. We were a happy family. We were rich, $86 billion dollars rich. All that changed three days after Naomi & Brian's 2nd b-day & my 4th b-day. Samuel was 8-years-old. My parents, Bill & Louisa Johnson were in with a client, Frank Santos. Our secretary & gardener were in the kitchen making lunch.
Everything happened so fast, that I usually try & block it out of my mind. My mother yelled me to run, but I stood rooted to the ground, watching in horror as Frank slaughtered my friends & family.
He took the axe & chopped my mother's, father's, brothers', sister's, secretary's, & gardener's heads, arms, & legs off. My Uncle Adam (really my brother) walked through the door & Frank ripped the axe across his chest. The next thing I remember is waking up in the trunk of a car, bound & gagged.
Frank & I moved to Texas & he forced me to call him dad. When I was 5, he killed three cops in one day & we were on the run to Houston from Dallas, Texas. When I was 6, we moved to Philadelphia, Penn-sylvania where I met the Delgato's & their friends. Mark Delgato & I became great friends, but Frank put a limit to how much we could see each other. I gave birth to Rachel Ann Johnson when I 6. Frank was the father. When I was 8, Frank raped me again. I gave birth to Dakota Lynn Johnson 9 months later.
When I was 10, he raped me again. This time, after I gave birth to Rayne Corna Johnson, Frank put a sledgehammer through my head & shot Mark in the shoulder. I came out of a coma when I was 11 & Frank broke my arm. When I was 12, I gave birth to Chenise Rouge Johnson. Frank again was the father. Dr. Jackson & his wife had been taking care of my kids when they found out I was moving to Chicago, Illinois. They took Chenise in & Dr. Jackson said he would keep them safe. I believed him.
Frank beat me with his belt buckle when I was 13 & he skinned my back of the skin. While I was in the hospital, he went up to Sleepyside, New York & kidnapped a 15-year-old girl named Trixie Belden. When I got out of the hospital, Trixie & I stayed together until one night I told her to make a run for it. She went to General Hospital & found her family & friends there.
When one of the doctors, Carry Weaver, asked about her arm, she told them about me & where I was. Frank was at a bar. 2 doctors came to get me & I was hospitalized once again.
When Frank finally got me back, I was 15& we moved to Glenoak, California. We met the Camden's, Petrowski's, & Kinkirk's. I tried to kill myself when I was 15.5, but shot Simon Camden when he grabbed the gun from me. He of course told his family that I had aimed it at him.
Frank found a supplier of heroine & started to dell me to dealers for heroine. I became pregnant shortly after my 16th birthday. The Camden's had dropped the charges once Ruthie had told them that I was pregnant. Everyone in the town outlawed me. Then I turned 17.
Camden Household:
"Ding Dong!" Ruthie opened the door to find a tall man standing there.
"Is your mum or da home?" he asked.
"Mom, dad, someone's at the door for you. Come right in," Ruthie yelled, then said.
"Thank you," he said.
Annie & Eric came to the door & Ruthie went into the living room and turned the TV on. Martin, Simon & Cecilia, Matt & Sarah, Lucy & Kevin & Savannah, Sam & David, Mary & Charlie & Carlos sat in the living room as well.
"My name is Adam Johnson. I've come all the way from Ireland to find my 17-year-old sister, Sarah Lynn Johnson. I was told that she was living here in Glenoak, California with her kidnapper. I was hoping you would tell me where I could find her since I was told that she shot your son, Simon, in the leg. Her kidnappers name is Frank Santos. I'm afraid all I have left of Sarah is a 4-year-old picture of her that I had digitally changed to what she would look like now. I'm also afraid that she is the only sole witness to our parent's, siblings', secretaries, & gardener's murders.
"I was also told that he is wanted in Dallas, Texas for killing three cops in one day; in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania for raping my sister 3x's, shooting a Mark Delgato in the shoulder for walking in on Frank while he was raping her, for putting a sledgehammer in her head when she was 10, & breaking her arm when she was 11; in Chicago, Illinois for whipping her with his belt buckle until their was no more skin on her back; in Sleepyside, New York for kidnapping a 15-year-old. I'm telling you al this so you know whom I'm up against. Sarah may be dead, but al I need to know is if she is here right now. I need to know if she is alive," Adam finished.
There was a shocked silence, then I spoke up from behind Adam.
"I'm alive, but not well. I saw you walk in, but who told you everything that had happened to me since I left Ireland? And how did you now where to find me?" I said.
Adam swung around & the Camden's, Kinkirk's & Petrowski's, along with everyone else were on there feet w/in seconds.
"How did you get into our house?" Eric demanded.
"Sarah!" Adam asked surprised.
"Hello Adam," I said.
My arms were around his neck w/in seconds & we stood like that for a couple minutes before I pulled away.
"I have to get home or I'm dead. Frank told me not to leave the house, but I did. I gotta go," I said turning toward the door & walking out. Adam caught up with me.