• Chapter 1;
    Emergence of Victim:
    Charlie August Lee
    {My birth name is Charlie August lee. The name my biological mom gave me while she was subconsciously drunk with a large shot of epidural. I was born on August 17, 1987 at some hospital located in Vancouver, Canada. My father is a stranger to me, I don't even know his name. Or ever seen/heard of him. I found it a miracle that I had survived for 5 years with a n erotic alcoholic who never completely appreciated life. That same fall, she was found dead in a tub. her death is, yet, to be unknown. The investigator assumed she over dosed herself with prescription pills since a couple of pills were found beside the tub but an autopsy was done and no remains of the pills were found in her blood. The investigation lasted about 3 days and it was still in the media for about a week more. After the incident investigation ended, they found an amulet wrapped around her neck so they decided to handed it to me, in her dreadful memory.

    Since I was only a child without much family, the authorities placed me in a foster home. It sort of blows that I had to move foster homes every 6 months, since it was the law, for the next 5 years. That was 10 different homes, for you to know. On my 10th move, it wasn't as pleasant as I would expect. I was constantly harassed for countless of times often bullied by older mates. It was late June when one of the counselor gave me news. "Charlie, a family wants to adopt you. We set up a meeting the next morning for them to sign some files and legal papers. Dress your best." as she smiled cheaply. I nodded in reply, "Yes ma'm.

    I didn't know what to expect. So, the following morning, I wore a white laced dress that flowed down to me knees with blue ribbon tied back on my blond curls. A black cruiser pulled up in the parking lot and a newly wed couple stepped down from the vehicle. They entered the living room full of warm greeting and introduced themselves to me. Adam and Leslie are going to adopt me. Maybe for the first time in my life, I could be happy. Hopefully}