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-Chapter One Paragraph One- A small figure ran through the night. Tears streaming down the small, sweet little girls face. Her mother, dead. Her step father, abusive. She had lived in the orphanage for only a few weeks and she hated it. All of the children were mean. They made fun of her, because she was clever. That's the way Lara said it. The kids called her, a nerd, outcast, loser, and the most hurtful of all, freak. All she wanted was to have a real family, to live like a normal little girl. But everyone but her knew she could never have that. The scars on her back and arms were a constant reminder that it wasn't just her body that was scarred. She was only three, everyone treated her like some fragile little thing but she was tough and quite smart, considering her age. No one believed in the small girl, the one with curly black hair, piercing blue eyes, and tiny frame. Lara. No middle or last name, just Lara. A/N: (Currently going through a lot of editing, along with some character and plot changes, therefore the chapters have been removed. I hope to get them up soon!)
-Chapter One-
