Lily Mychelle Gardner shook her head as she rested her head against the flat but somewhat hard pillow, "I hate this fucking orphanage!!" she screamed at the top of her lungs, everyone was outside but not Lily, she preferred to stay inside and read or write or practice her arts and music. Lily was a very talented girl with a very fiery character and an even more fiery attitude, she had built a wall around herself not letting anyone in; not after the night she let that man into the Beetle house…she scoffed at the mere thought of him. He had tried to take her away from her parents, causing her father to hit the virmin and her mother to push Lily behind her. , but his parents refused after seeing what he did to the poor Todd family. Lily's eyes slowly closed as she fell into a fitful sleep that night. Her father sat in his big chair reading to her while her mother held her and rocked her gently as she brushed her long curly hair a bright crimson red, it fell in soft curls and waved down the along his back to his slim waist as she brushed him, making him shine and swell a little. She smiled and looked at her father with eyes that people had always considered strange. Lily's eyes were two different colors, one was a deep emerald green that seemed to glow with a light coming from within and the other was the color of a clear, perfect amber, the only something that both had. The colors had in common the blue-violet spots that appeared on them. She tilted her head as she listened to her father tell the story, "A long time ago, yes, a long time ago, there was a dragon, a very evil, wicked and feared source of fire...... in the middle of the paper......ugh..." and with that, he ripped off his mother's dress and began beating, raping, defiling and murdering her in front of young Lily. Quickly, Lily s. She woke up in the orphanage bed and ran to the bathroom vomiting everything in her stomach, her body was wracked with painful, shivering spasms, but her body was warm to the touch. Quickly, she climbed into the bed. shower and started scrubbing his skin raw, trying to take his mind off the dream and not feeling clean until his skin was blistered and bleeding. She slowly dried himself off, thinking, 'At least he didn't. didn't keep his promise... not yet... I'm going to run away before he can legally take me out of the orphanage... I'm going to run away, I have to. She had dressed in baggy clothes meant for a boy while she was lost in thought and returned to the girls' bunks by lying down on another, not daring to fall asleep....