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'Hi'/hi –dream and thought

How dare she-god in true form talking

I watched as I walked towards a big hill with a camp on top, for some reason I was covered in scratches and bruises. I walked past assign that said Pick your own strawberries. I wrinkled my nose I liked strawberries but grapes were my favourite. I kept walking until I got to a massive tree, for some reason I knew I would be safe in this place. I walked past the big tree and held back a gasp there were a bunch of kids and even a half horse man thin.

'Can I help you?'

'Uh I just got here' I replied turning to see who had spoken

It was a short man in a leopard print shirt and shorts, he had dark black hair that looked purple and purple eyes. All in all he looked familiar except for the height. I got the feeling he was supposed to be bigger.

'Well what's you name' He snapped and I flinched slightly hoping he didn't notice

He did and he's eyes softened

'What's your name?'

'Viper Rayne'

'Well Piper come on'

'Uh my names-'

He turned around and raised a eyebrow

'Never mind 'I mumbled quietly looking at the ground. I could feel his stare on the top of my head and I felt myself freeze

'Well come on'

I followed him until we got to a large house and then he turned to me and

"VIPER YOU BRAT GET DOWN HERE NOW!"

I shot awake with a frightened look on my face. I heard heavy footsteps and then the door to my small room slammed open and my mother stepped in. My mother used to be pretty she wasn't know though. She told me that was my fault but I wasn't really sure.

She had short brown hair that she had gotten cut so it just touched her ears after seeing it on a pretty young model, it had suited the model but not her it just made her fat face stand out along with her womentache thing. Moustache + women. I'm sorry of track there I have ADHD along with dyslexic with made me go off track a lot.

She had a short and pudgy body along with little to no chest so all in all she looked like a fat she man thing…it. She glared at me with watery blue eyes and I looked down at my threadbare blanket.

"I'm hungry go make me my breakfast and if I catch you stealing any food you WILL regret it got it"

I nodded and quickly darted down stairs to start her breakfast. It seemed bad but I was used to it, my mother blamed me for my father leaving she thinks if she didn't get pregnant and fat he wouldn't left without even asking her once I was born if she wanted to keep it.

But for some reason I get the feeling he did come back. I could remember a bright smile and the smell I now knew was wine. I quickly snapped out of my thoughts when the bacon burnt slightly causing my mother to give s shriek and slap me before sticking my hand in the bubbling bacon fat.

I bit my lip and a drop of red with a tinge of gold blood rolled down my chin

"You! Argg how dare you I put a roof over your head and you don't even cook how dare you, you freak" She screamed slapping me once more

I winced and tears sprung to my eyes as she dragged me by the hair to my small room and threw me inside all the while muttering about getting a drink and freaks. She slammed the door and I heard the familiar sound of locks before her loud footsteps disappeared.

I let the tears fall as I walked over and ripped a strip of one of my well my mother's old shirts and wrapped up my hand. Why me why does she have to do this to me. I let out a sigh and shook my head causing my dark purple hair to swing around my face.

Another reason my mother Abbeline called me a freak was my looks which I knew I got from my father. I had dark purple hair that was almost black and bright purple eyes along with pale skin and the fact I was 12 but looked like a nine year old because of my mother.

I personally didn't think her name suited her it meant the god of sun in Greek myth. The sun was bright and she was anything but. I was glad Abbeline didn't name me because I couldn't even imagine what I would have been called apparently she had received a note of my father telling her to name me Adara Kadie Krasi which meant beauty,pure and wine.

I heard a door slam downstairs and let out a sigh looks like mum was out for the day which meant again no food for me. Yay. Please note the sarcasm.

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