"Mommy...." Sara, the 4 year old, said, quietly, fear in her voice, eyes wide and full of tears. Her mother gave her a sharp look, as she rudely asked what she wanted.

"Why do wou hate me? You love Wouis and Chris. Why do I get hit? Did... Did I do something wrong?" Sara had asked. This was her first memory. Her, questioning why her mother abused her. Getting a bruise on her cheek for it. Her first memory... She had been abused basically since birth, and that was the first memory the found girl had.

Her twin brother, Louis, and their older brother, Chris, were loved. Their parents loved and cherished them, yet the wealthy family starved their daughter, and hit her.

The young girl never got a normal childhood. Some people say your first memory shape you. And hers did. Her first memory helped begin shaping her in to the broken, violent girl full of hate and fear that she turned out the be.