Hidden Secret

 It’s hard to describe what my life is like, but I’ll try my best to let you in. If you're going to know my life story though, you're going to have to know my life from the beginning. A beginning where my family left me, alone, with a stranger, and I trained for hours, perfected to fight. But you will learn more about that soon. So here we go.  "Mommy why do we have to move again?" I stand in the doorway of my 'new' bedroom, that still had unpacked boxes sitting all around. "Mommy can’t tell you why right now honey." My mom keeps throwing my things in boxes and taping them, quicker than I had ever seen anyone do before. "But, I haven't even got to start school yet." I push my lip out and pout looking down at the ground. "Come here baby." My mom walks over and sits on the ground in front of me and pulls me into her lap. "Manya, you have to trust me on this, we have to leave. Honey I promise the next place we go, we will stay for forever." My Mother looked down at me with a sad smile on her face, she knew more than I could ever dream of knowing. My mother was the warrior that was in my fairytale stories that she would read me at night, for she knew her family would not be together for long, that we would all be split up soon. She still fought though.