Hi, my names Alex. I have wavy brown hair and brown eyes. My parents died in a fire when I was 10, so I got sent to a foster family. I used to have both a foster mom and foster dad but my foster mom died. Well actually she was murdered by my foster dad. That was when I was 14. Back then I lived in America but he made us move to London right away. I am now 18. My foster dad abuses me cause no one else is around. I'm finished high school now but my foster dad won't let me go to college. I'm not even allowed out of the house unless I'm going to my job at Subway. I don't mind school being over, I didn't have much friends. People thought I was emo or something because of all the scars on my arms. I had one good friend. Her name was Jillian. She has brownish-redish hair and brown eyes. I tell her all my secrets and she promises to never tell. She loves this band called One Direction but I don't have time for things like that, I wish I did. Well now you know a little about me and what happens next will a big surprize.