"Danyal~" a voice said softly. "Danyal it's time to wake up, my little teddy bear~" As I ruffled around in bed to see above my bedsheets. It was serene and calming. It smelt like vanilla again with hints of chocolate in the air. It was my home. I looked up to see that my bedroom had light blue walls and fluffy clouds painted onto it. I looked at my bedsheets Winnie the Pooh Bear sheets that had all the characters paddling in an umbrella as if it were a boat. This was when I was happy, this was when I was little...

My mother had helped me get dressed speaking in Russian with bits of English. As I nodded repeatedly to what she said, it didn't feel like I was doing this now, it feels like I'm just walking down memory lane. I reached the lounge where I saw my brother and father. My brother was always mean to me, he never wanted me around it almost made me scared of him. My mother had softly said my brother's name "Yoongi your sister is awake now." His turquoise hair was ruffled and swaying infront of his forehead as he looked up and gave me a cute yet bone-chilling smile up to my mother. He wasn't my real brother my mother had always wanted children yet she wasn't 'fit' for it. That's what daddy told me anyways. So she adopted. I wasn't sure where she got me from yet I feel like I am her real child as if I was a removed family member and she wanted to help me see the beauty of reality instead of dying in a pit of sorrow and depression, wondering what I did wrong?
Then the room went cold. It was darkening, it was night. I remember this night like it was yesterday...
Father running out of the room paving us behind only screaming a few subtle yet heart-breaking words. "THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" He took Yoongi with him as if he didn't want to leave. He was struggling as the man he called father was dragging him by the back of shirt leaving him helpless almost crying like he knew what was happening and that this was going to happen. The hand that belonged to my mother was warm and comforting until it went cold and the sudden ringing went off in my ear again. I fell to the floor looking at my mother straight into her gloomy and dark eyes this wasn't mummy this was a demon who has taken her from me. I then heard footsteps crunching underneath broken glass the front window. I screamed yet I couldn't hear myself I was shaking and screaming at the top of my lungs crying until my eyes were dried out wanting that perfect life again.
Wanting that home again...

Hello I did a quick update cuz why not and this is kind of summing up Danyal's backstory but she will eventually start to open up to everyone and start to talk. 😪 I have so much to write if I want this to be a good book