Pomaira Robyn-

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Family-

Kristine Robyn- Mother (1975, born)

James Robyn- Father (1975, born)

Daltyn Robyn- Brother (1990, born)

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Looks like-

Hair- White (dyed)

Eyes- Grey

Height- 5' 8"

Body Type- Skinny

Hair type- Curly, but straightens it every once in a while

Interests- Gaming, drawing, soccer, skateboarding and writing

Age- 18

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-Time Traveling to 9/10/05 in Pomaira's POV-

My vision is going blurry. I look and my brother smoking marijuana. He's happy. I see my mom laughing at me. She's happy. I look my dad in the eyes as he beats me. He's happy. My dad screams filthy words at me and makes me go to my room. I am fortunate enough to have my own lock on my door, and my own bathroom. I go into my bathroom and look in the mirror. I see a battered up eight-year old. She isn't happy. So how can her own family be so happy to watch her suffer like this. Especially every day. That's why she owns makeup. To cover the marks up, so DFS on my family, because God knows I won't survive foster care if I can barely survive now.

Today is my birthday. My 18th birthday, to be exact. I finally get out of this Hell-hole I called home for the last 18 years. I have already gotten everything packed and am ready to head off. Where to is a mystery to me, but I just know I'm off. My brother still lives here, which makes my pity him slightly. It's his own decision, and I bet Dad will beat him once he loses me. Oh well, that's Daltyn's problem now. I grab my stuff and head out to my car. I quickly put everything in and walk inside my parent's house.

"Bye Mom, bye Dad, bye Daltyn!" I yell.

"Where are you going now?" I hear my dad yell.

"I'm moving Dad! You don't have to support me anymore, so I figure you're happy." I hear slamming and my pissed off dad comes at my. If this were a cartoon, steam would be coming off of him. I scream and run to my car. I start it and drive off.

-Time Traveling to 2 hours later-

I have made 200 miles. I'm in a place I've never been. I pull over in a gas station. This is the beginning of my new life, but I'm not sure where to start it.

I found out that I ended up Colorado Springs, Colorado. What magic. I came all the way from Kansas. I had to stop for gas four times. Now, I'm stopping. It was my last gas run. And then I'll find a house, soon hopefully.

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-Time Traveling to July 8th 2007 Pomaira's POV-

Today is my birthday. I am turning 10 today, which is my first double digit birthday. I had asked my mom and dad to be nice and talk about me. I had also decided to ask my brother to do so as well. They had nothing nice to say. Well, I had no friends to come anyways. I guess life worked it out that way. I got no presents to put the cherry on top of the sundae. I hate it here. I effing hate it. I need to escape, soon.

-Time Traveling to Present Pomaira's POV-

I made a decision. I'll sell my car, get a bike and get a job so I can afford an apartment. It only makes since. I head into the local cafe and apply for a job.