Family. Everyone has one right? Or at least has someone they see as a family member but isn't related to them by blood. I've only had that once and probably will never have it again. My dad passed away mysteriously when my mum was pregnant and my mum passed away while she was giving birth to me.
I know what your probably thinking, your thinking "Emily how do you know this then?" Well that's all thanks to the person who delivered and raised me over these seventeen years. Lauren, the gem who helped my mum do a home delivery since in our countryside village there's no hospital and the city is three days away with hotels to stop at in between.
Anyway, Lauren was a mum to me and yes I said was and that's because two days before my seventeenth birthday she passed away and now I have my drivers licence and a car, I'm moving to the city. I need a job and I want to leave this village of death behind me forever, I've never made friends and after what happened to my parents and Lauren I'm convinced I'm cursed.