Voices all around me was it the start the shadows haunt me whispers scare me closed doors slam in my face. I walk around this world for love and hope but it never happened no one seems happy as they were back in the day now I must rest from this planet of hate and jealousy. No one no soul could never escape years go by months time goes very slow during the day but I don’t know what to do its different then other stories I hear the news the newspapers its up to me to stop this but were to start. I’m Amy and this is my story it was way back in the 17th century I was a young girl and living on the streets life was really hard and rough I didn’t give up till I was sure. My parents lived and worked at an old mill before I was born my mother was twenty and my father was twenty one raising a child in this poverty because not many babies survived.
When i was three years old my mother sadly passed away gone from this world my father gave me up and sadly died the next day i was taken to my aunts she gave up on me and threw me into the streets and i sadly made myself into this world.
When i was three years old my mother sadly passed away gone from this world my father gave me up and sadly died the next day i was taken to my aunts she gave up on me and threw me into the streets and i sadly made myself into this world.