When I was brought into this harsh and cruel world of mythical creatures, I was greeted by smiles and tears of joy. For what seems to be a short time, It was a long lived moment. "We should call her Charlotte." My mother said whilest crying with joy. My parents looked at me with loving smiles.

Up to when I was 13, My life was carefree. I was allowed to play with my friends and go to school. My parents would feed me my favorite meals. And most importantly I had a loving family. But all of that changed quickly.

I had just gotten home from school when I saw my mother curled into a ball with her dark grey wings covering her, I ran over to her and asked what was wrong. She explained my father had gotten into accident. He was hit in the head by a drunken old man with a bottle. She explained that he is acting differently. I ran out of my house and grew out my wings. I flew over to the hospital of our village, Which just so happens to be very small. I run inside and ask to see my father. When I saw him, I ran up to him to ask him if he was okay. When I got to his side he slapped me, leaving a red hand mark on my face. Tears started to form in my eyes and spill. I looked at the man who is my father, but some how he isn't. I crawled to the door and left the room. I flew back home and told my mother what had just happened, Her child like eyes widened as tears formed.

When my father was discharged from the hospital, He returned home. Not as his usual self though. Instead of us being a happy family, My father would beat my mother, to the point where she broke down mentally. I was also beaten, However I was also rarely fed, My father broke my wings and I was locked in my room. My father also barricaded my windows and made a small little trap door on my once functioning door. Its purpose was to push food through to the other side, so I could eat. But I wasn't given a whole lot, or anything at that.

Although I was imprissoned, My friend Sage would come and talk to me from the cracks in my baricaded window. He would also give small pieces of food. I'm greatful that I have Sage, because he gave me a small shred of happiness and without him I wouldn't be alive.

But one day this all changed...