"GET UP! NOW!" Someone screams. I get up off my bed of straw, and examine myself in the small mirror they allowed me. My body is purple-black with bruises from yesterday. And the day before. And pretty much my whole #life. "You're late." She says as I come downstairs. "I'm sorry miss, I--" "I don't care whether you got abducted by aliens. You're late." She punches me in my stomach, and then kicks me in my ribs. Lexi is horrible to me. She is fourteen years old, and technically owns me. Whenever someone comes round, she shoves me in my room, and acts all sickly sweet to whoever is visiting. It's horrible. Instead of heading into the training room, where I would usually go, to learn to fight under Lexi's command, I duck under her arm and run to the door. I throw it open and head out into the rain. She catches up with me immediately, and throws me down on the ground. I see a flash of silver in her hand, and recognise it as a knife. She slashes it across my arm, leaving ugly red lines. Then she punches me, again and again. Luckily, I am small enough to wriggle out, and I do. I run off, and this time she doesn't follow. My dress gets covered in mud, and I lie on the ground. I groan and whimper from the pain, it hurts so much. Suddenly, I hear footsteps. I stand up, ready to run in case Lexi followed me. "Hello?" Someone says. It isn't Lexi. I poke my head around the side of the tree. "It's ok, I won't hurt you!" She says "I'm Anna," "Myra." I say shyly. I feel her eyes examining my arms, and she says "Are you ok? You don't have a nice family do you?" I pause. I don't know how to respond. She slips her smooth hand into my rough one. Mine is much smaller than hers. "Come on, ill show you a nice place where we can fix you up." She smiles at me. I smile back.