...life?...

For you to understand where and why we are here. We must go back a little. And I should also introduce myself. .... Hi, I’m Elle Anderson. I know. It’s pretty standard. But everything in my life is standard, when you look at it from the surface. I live with my only sibling, my little sister, Tate. One thing you should know about her. She is my everything. I don’t have a lot of good in me or around me, and you’ll learn that soon, but Tate she is my good. And then of course ... our parents. Mom and Dad. Mrs. and Mr. Anderson. Mrs. and Mr. Anderson couldn’t have children. And if you ask me I will still to this day say that is how it should have been. But modern-medicine came through. Because there I was a 100 ounce baby. And then approximately 4 years later, Tate was here. My parents will still to this day tell you that they had another child so I wouldn’t be lonely. But that’s just the low they tell to cover it all up. My sister is the good, as I said. And don’t get me wrong, I’m happy she’s alive and I never wish her any harm. But even the purest flower can be poisoned. .... This isn’t going to be some diary. No this is gonna take you through all the moments that led to this point. All the worst, all the pain and ache in my chest, all my screams and cries for help, and the few happy moments that are the reason I’m still here today.