Admin's father, Simon, was unmoving. She crawled on the bed slowly, and crawls twords him slowly, her big nightgown dragging behind her. Her brunette hair got in her face. She didn't care. She blows it out of her face and puts her small, soft, pudgy hands on his shirt sleeve and pulled on it slowly,"Daddy..." 

No response. She tries again. Nothing. She speaks louder, saying his name again. Notta. She thought he was just ignoring her, and she gets on her feet and starts shaking him. Nothing. She soon became afraid. "D-daddy???" Simon Adminstration was still quiet... Her eyes water. "Looks at me!!!" She demands. 

She managed to shove him into his stomach, and started shaking. In his back, was a dark red blotch. It had covered the entire part of the bed, and it was dripping. Admin screamed and fell off the bed. 

Three days later, after being in the care of Orphanage Employees, she was told her father must have been murdered. She was so confused....how..? How..? Who would...? She continued to live there until she was 15, and then she had ran away, boarded a boat, and found herself in Sydney, Australia. There she bumps into 4 men, friends luckily. They took her in, she told them everything...and they took care of her.

Soon, she was 17 and eager for a job.....