You were playing soccer and scoring some crazy goals from afar, you were their best player. And their best friend, you loved your team. They treated you like a princess, but you were actually a princess. You of course didn’t know that, yet. You never liked dresses, makeup, and girly stuff. You always loved violence, sweat, blood and tears. Your friends crowded you and lifting you into the air after your goal, when a royal carriage parked in the parking lot. Some horses guided the carriage and royal guards stepped out of the carriage, they walked over to the players. They looked at you, and immediately knew you were the lost child of the royals. Hector, one of the royal guards stood in front of you with his hands behind his back.

Hector: “ahem, we’re gonna need you to come with us.” he said bluntly, you can tell just by looking at him he wasn’t joking. This man was serious, and without another thought he grabbed your arm and took you to the carriage. You tried to protest and your friends did too, but it was too late. Your mom came over and saw what was happening, her eyes widen in fear. Little did you know, your mom kidnapped you from the royal family after you were born. She ran away with you, never to be found again. The guards saw your mom and arrested her, everything was happening so quick.

Vincent: “you have the right to remain silent, anything you do or say will be used against you in the court of law.” he put the handcuffs on your mom, and put her in another carriage nearby. You screamed and cried but it was no use. They threw you in another carriage, and Hector was the driver. They started driving away, with your mom in the carriage behind you. What just happened? You were confused, and your tears stained your face.