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BETRAYED

Cierra was a wonderful child, though when her parents got divorced she was stuck with her mother. Her mother wasn't what any other child's mother was, Cierra's mother was a drug addict. Her mother always went out and drank and ended up coming home with a different guy every night, but it was like she wasn't good enough for them and they went into Cierra's room and tried to get something from her. Cierra was raped a couple of time, yes but she had never told anybody. She always kept it to herself. Her mother, Cindy, always tried to get Cierra to do the thinks she was doing but Cierra refused and every time she did Cindy would beat Cierra till she was nearly dead. Cierra left one night after being beat by her mother, she wore black boots with pants and a t-shirt which were both covered up by a black long coat. It was starting to snow by the time she sat down by an abandoned building. Cierra pulled her knees close to her as she began to hope her mother wouldn't call the police on her saying she was a run away. Cierra's head hurt from being hit in the head with a piece of wood her mother picked up. When Cindy was drunk she always beat Cierra, though it was always different. Cierra was brought back to reality when she heard someone yelling her name. One of her mothers friends was calling her, "Cierra are you okay?!" He helped her up off the ground, "Let go of me!!" Cierra yelled back. "Calm down Cierra...come lets go to my place..." She tried to fight against him but his grip was to tight. When they got back to his house he sat her on the couch. When Cierra heard someone behind her she turned to see a man, about 19 or 20 maybe older, standing in the hall way.
Cierra had a history of bad attitude and she wasn't afraid to use it. Even if she was practically kidnapped by one of her mother's ex-boyfriends. She never really like them in the first place. She never did understand why any of them really stayed more than one night other than the fact her mother was easy to get from. Cierra glared at the man standing in the hall. She didn't care if he seemed nice to her every man had an attitude and she wasn't afraid to throw back at him.