Charity
~ Chartiy's life growing up wasn't a picture perfect life. Her father abusive drunk while her mother worked at the local striped joint before she was born. After Charity was brought into this world her mother passed away on the operation table from birth complications. Through the time Charity lived with her aunt till she was 6 years old. Then her father had talked with her aunt and brought her to the house. As soon as Charity started living with there that's when hell had taken over her life.
~Charity went to school like every one else, yet she had a mask over her face every day. For a while she was friends with some one but movied away at the time her father had completely truned into a devil. As her father got worse she got more defensive, when people would pick on her at school she'd would either snap verbally back or go straight to punching. She ended up getting more detentions on purpose to keep out of the house when her father was home.
~Charity's father routine was going to work, come home, and then the devil himself would take over. Charity was beaten so often that she had to teach herself to deffend. One night as charity was haeding to bed her father asked her in his usual way get him more licker but denide him of his thrist. Out of no where she was pushed down to the ground and her father stood over her with a knife in his hand and began to bend over and ran the knife from her lower rub down to her thigh causing her to bleed and her clothes torn. As She bleed her father relized what he just did and called 911. She was tooken to the hospital and her father told her to say that she fell on some thing sharp. So then that he could keep her and so she wouldn't have to go to foster family. SHe hated the idea but she need to be the one to stand her feet and did it for that once.
~As soon as she was better and her scare was shown a image that reminded her of what her past had giving her and that she wanted some thing different. On Halloween night she ran off with her thoughts and ran into a grave yard with out noticing it. As she began to walk around with her belongings over her sholder she walked into fairy mound. Thinking that it was a party and all. She enjoyed herself. Leading her to falling a sleep and walking up in cell like room. She was all alone, she could hear voices around her, yet couldn't see who. She heard one female say "How much you think i can sell her for?" With that in mind she didn't like the idea at all. She began to scream and tried o fight back. It did no use for her, a woman that reminded her of a fish walked into the cell. Charity's arms began to bind together as if to be like cuffs. She didn't understand what was going on. For a week she began to figure out what was going on and was happing around her. Her last day that she was with the fish woman she introduced Charity she a strange man. She looked up and down at him as she waited to what he might say. He had looked her up and down as well, "What's your name?"
Charity as frist didn't say any thing and turned her face away....
"Charity" She spoke under her breath. Thats when every thing began.
