Juliet POV: When I was five someone murdered my mum and dad in the night. They almost got me as well, but being the selfish person I am I ran away. They died right in front of my own eyes. That memory has haunted me for twelve years. I feel like I should have something to help them, or at least be noble and die with them. But I'm not noble. I'm selfish and cruel, and vile, and how could they love a daughter like me. That's what I see when I look in the mirror. A vicious girl who watched her parents die. I AM A SELFISH COWARD!!! So when my reched foster mum abuses me I don't fight back. I except the abuse like I would a second chance. I deserve the pain.
"JULIET!!! UP!!!" My foster mum, Andriana, booms. Speaking of abuse. Igroan and fix my navy blue bangs to the side

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Ummn... Well this is my first fanfiction. Sooo if you have any suggestions
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