When she was born she cried. She cried and cried and was nameless. Her mother wished to name her Victoria, her father disagreed. Her father wished to name her Amanda. Her mother disagreed. Soon the two argued with the child in between. After a few moments of arguing the mother gives in. So the child is named Amanda. Her hair red, her eyes bright blue. Almost as if that blue was from sadness of what the child seen to come. Later that child would grow into a toddler. Soon she would find a sister. One she would hate, only that she would hate out of ignorance. That sister would hate her. Soon the child found brutal punishments from the father. She would also find her mother arguing with her father and be punished from the mother's interrogation. The child suffered with tears, and would soon be afraid to shed those tears for more came of pain from those tears. For a few more years she would end up choosing between her mother and her father. Even after pleading for the two to stay together she would be taken by her mother. Her mother would have asked her if she wanted to go back. She pleaded with her mother but soon only to fail. Her mother brought her from her old home. Only for the girl to find a new home...one without lights and water. The girl would soon meet another man whom she would have found strange and feared. This man is at the girls sixth birthday party. Her belongings gone. Her past in her old home completely gone. Her idea of wanting that past gone. She would cry at night for her father every time she seen the full moon. She feared the dark. She feared the new home and the people around it. It soon became a place of torture and misery. A place where she would feed her sister and her half brother that was so shortly brought to the world and continues to live without knowing her. She would turn seven soon to find a lady taking her. Her blue eyes shed tears that day again soon out of fear for her mother's life. Then the tears would be for her sister's and brother's. She would fight back only to fail as she soon came to another new home. This home scared her more as she meet an old man. This old man was dark in complexion. His hair dark and his skin with the years of age obvious. This man seemed kind, but he hid the darkest of darkest under his skin. Just so he can get the children he acted so kind. Deceiving the girl. Soon she would be handed over. Beaten, nearly drowned and abused.
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