Growing up in a huge mansion with loads of money should be every girls dream but certainly not my fucker. All that seems too ever roll through my head is *i hate my life, i hate my life*.

Growing up my bastard of a stepfather thought he had the right too assult me and rape me, yea well he soon learned better when i chopped of his cock. Fucker should have known better. Anyway because of that i was kicked from the *luxurious mansion* and with what little money i had left i jumped on the first bus and ended up in Hathien.

Eyes watching as i stepped from the bus i glared at furiously, hands gripping tight to what little i had left i made my way through the streets hoping too find something a little better.