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* she pressed her nose against the cold glass window watching the once familiare and gentle memories sift by the her , floating just long enough to make her remember the pain this place burrowed inside her. Who would have thought a town of picket fences was the one with the most terrible ideals. She was only a child, nothing more. well.. that was a lie, she was more then just a child, though she was not yet sure how this was true and what else she was. No one knew, and as usual, the humans feared what they did not understand and plagued her with abuse. She had never broken a bone before this place and now she had,had her arm in a cast twice and three broken ribs.
All these memories quickly broke as her mothers voice toned from the front of the car. She was a nice woman, strict and knowlegable. Not ready for children though, she was to much of a worry wort to really raise a child correctly. But it did not matter, she was now in the hands of some one much more careing then her last parents