"She admitted to everything." a booming voice said behind me, "the whipping the hitting and locking the poor child in her room. Some other policemen are dealing with her but I think we should try and get this little lady a home for the night." she paused, "do you have any relatives you could possibly stay with?" I knew my answer before she had even asked the question. And it was... No. My grandparents had died a couple of years before I was born, and my aunty and uncle had divorced and gone their separate ways when my cousin moved out of the house. My father's side had an aunt, but she was super old and in a mental home, so you can't really count her.
