Author's Note: Here's chapter two. Enjoy!

Theythrew me in a dark cold room with a tiny window thathad no light shining through.It was scary.I hated the dark and shadows so I cried a lot. Icried myself to sleep at night and wished I would die. There was a voice that I heared almost every night in my dreams, telling me to keep going and to believe. The voice sounded like a boy's voice not that much older than me. MaybeI wasgoing crazy. I had no idea who the boy was who was talking to me in my dreams but I tried to listen to him anyway.

The strange people took me out eventually out of that room since they were annoyed by my cries and moans. They wanted to shut me up.I think the darkness and the shadows consumed me in sadness and sorrow. I started to think pessimistically and lost all hope from seeing my family again. Not even the morning sun cheered me up.

I probably ruined these strange men's plan. They really wanted to take my brother away instead of me because they would have probably killed him 'cause that's what they do. They wereso heartless they would of killed a four year old harmless boy who happened to be damned because of a werewolf bite. Still are, who ever is left alive out of all of them. They had no idea what to do with me. They could kill a werewolf without getting in trouble but not a normal little girl.

I stayed sedentary in corner for awhile in one of the strange men's office at the Ministry. I was hidden so the people who didn't know had no idea there was a little girl being toutured.I wanted to run away or starve myself. I was probably there at the Ministry for more than a year. I was aboutthree and a half by this time.

Finally the man who's office I was sitting in the corner of for so long came up to me and gave me a piece of paper. The handwriting was loopy and I couldn't read yet.

"Keep this paper," he said smoothly. "It will explain everything when you're older. You're name isRachel Lupin,'' he told me. Even to this day it surprises me that this man decided to help. He wasn't one of the men who took me but I assumed he was their boss or ring leader who told them to do so.

I was quiet for awhile. I haven't spoken to anyone since I was there and I was afraid I couldn't speak anymore.

"Why?" That was the only thing that came out of my mouth. My throat was dry.

"Run away," the man said to me. "I'll cover up for you."

I didn't know if I should of trust him. Who was that guy and why did he coaxed me into running away. I took the paper from him and put it into the pocket of my floral dress. I hesitated about running away. He gave a me a backpack full of clothes, food, a pillow and a blanket.

I escaped from the clutches of the horrible menwhen I was four and started a new life.

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