12

I was still cautious of the Elder, but I was glad he stopped him. I knew that I was treated better than the other prisoners, however that didn’t save me from being bullied by everyone. Through the years I had told myself to keep a photographic memory of everything that’s happened.

Flashback (As far as I remember )….

Today is my birthday, from what my caretaker said, so far I was the only one to celebrate their birthday.

“Angie, why am I the only one to have a birthday? That doesn’t seem fair to everyone else.” My six year old self pouted.

*Smack*

My cheek burned from where she slapped me. I placed my hand to my cheek and stared at her in shock. What did I do wrong?

“If you ask me, you aren’t that special. I mean look at you compared to the rest of us. You’re hideous. No