AllysonControus

Flashbacks to my tortured childhood. I remember it like it was yesterday, nightmares haunt me like the ghosts of my family. It was a perfect day, but the mood changed when the village guards took a patrol in the streets. My father tried to stop them from entering the house to take away my brother and I. He only made matters worse, my brother managed to get out through the window but I was to small to reach. One of the guards pulled me down by my hair ripping me to the ground. The pain made me freeze, unable to fight back. I glared at the guard with a disgusted look, all he replied with was a spit at the ground nearly missing my face. "Does th