As a little girl with parents issues you were put to an adoption center. Your drunken parents abused you and hurt you from your birth and when people found out they put you up for adoption, so you could find a better family. You were only 2 years old when you got there. With scars all over your body and trauma in your mind.

After two years of being there, now you’re 4, a single woman finally came in to check you out. When she finally decided she’ll bring you home, you couldn’t help, but be scared.

The day has come and the people from the center packed you things and drove you to Billie’s house. When you arrived they knocked on the door. As Billie opened the door, they brought you inside the house. Then they had a little talk with her and they left.

You were crouched in the corner of the living room, holding your teddy bear close as Billie tried to reassure you that she’s not like other people and wouldn’t hurt you.

“Hey, sweetpie. I’m not gonna hurt you. What’s your name?”