Honey Blood

They call her Honey......but others call her blood


2. Mysterious Me

I guess you could call me a troubled girl. I've been tossed around a couple time, been from foster house to foster house, but with each house comes a new personality. Rub me the wrong way and you will regret it. My last family the Ukins who used to be farmers were just atrocious. I slept outside in a cardboard box behind their shed. I got fed scraps  that they fed to their pigs, my clothes were made out of chicken feed sacks that were barley covering my body. Of course me Mary Jo wouldn't deal with that kind of treatment. That's why even after being reassigned to a new home, I came back. 


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