Hey, I'm Claire. Look, You may think your life is bizzare, well take a look at mine. I am not what you call an easy child. My dad took care of me until I ran away when I was 5. My dad remarried to a woman who abused me. If I didn't get the right answer blam I got whipped with a belt. My step mom had 3 kids 1 being younger than me, the other two they were older. They always beat me up. That's when I ran away. I tried coming back but they would hurt me. I have been living on the streets the rest of my life. To make money I would Sing and get about 50 bucks a
day. One day after waiting, 11 whole years, someone asked me "Do you need a home young hero?" I nodded. Hero? I was no hero. The person who asked me was a woman. She looked beautiful. She had jet black hair, purple eyes, pale skin, long black tallon-like nails, and she wore a black silk dress. "I would love to." I followed her as she took me to a black Victorian styled mansion. "Who are you? Ma'am?" I questioned her dubiously. "I am Nyra, I will never send you away, young one." she resembled me. I had dark brown hair, and tan skin. Aside from that we could be twins. Just she looked about 35. We entered her home and she showed me my room. It was perfect. All the things I liked. "Thank you Ma'am." I told her with respect. I turned around and she was gone. I didn't want to snoop, but did not want to be alone. That only left me my first choice , search.
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FanfictionClaire is foster child and has many secrets. She runs away at 5 because of her foster dad getting married to an abusive woman who has 3 kids. She sang but whith someone. But who? She Has never told. Until now. Will she get in a relationship or will...
