Description
Ever since I was 1 yr old, I never knew who were my parents, I was brought up in an orphanage, and the only thing that I know is that my name is Kiana. When I was three, I was adopted, kids who were older than me, were jealous that they were not adopted, I don't really care cause I don't have friends in there. But they never loved me... I was treated like a lap dog, a slave at the young age of 3 as a punching bag, but I don't know how it happened, but the last time that I remembered before I woke up in the orphanage again, is being called a monster, non-human, a DEVIL. you may ask why? I heal fast, I slept in with bruises and cuts, the next morning, I'm good as new, and I don't even know why! I was brought back to the orphanage at the age of 5, due to the reasons above. Three days, it took me three days of constant bullying and torture before I was adopted again. They were weird... Their real eyes are not brown, nor copper, its RED. I was scared...for 3 seconds, I cried for 10 seconds while looking at their snarling faces, they were shocked because of my reaction, hence the 10 seconds of crying. When that happened, they gave me everything...,that I never asked for, nor thankful for. you may ask why again? They're raising me to be a weapon of destruction... want to know more?? then follow me in reading my story
Chap 1
