There is something about the life I lived that I couldn't really place my finger on. I came from a small village in Russia. Everything was great until I caught the eye of the Russian Mafia. The leader at the time, Leo had a savior complex I believe. In order to "save me" he bought me from my parents like I was some possession you could buy at the Walmart.
Times went by and at the age of 15 we moved to New York, where the rest of Leo's family was. Leo I would say was a man that I looked up to as a father but times change don't they?
There is where my story starts. I am the little girl who is 22, 5 foot 1 and would say I am a tiny little fawn, I'm uncoordinated as one to say the least. I stand here in front of the prison where I will spend the next 17 months of my life because the man I thought I could think was my protect used me as a mule.
I'm the little fawn with some musical ability and shy as a little mouse. My name is Annabelle and this is my story of when I wore orange and not because I wanted too.
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Baby Bell (Orange is the New Black)
FanfictionMaybe people do bad things in their lives and pay for it in prison, but Annabelle May St. Claire is different. Wrongly accused behind the mysterious crime, sl...