Steph had a rough childhood. Her father wasnt the nicest of people. He was actually one of the worst. He sexually abused her from 5 to 13. He would have done it longer if she hadnt ran away. She stayed hidden in various places. Eventually even skipping town.
Around the age of 15, steph came back. She wanted to see her mother. But as she walked through the town, people looked at her with hatred. When she got to her old house she noticed that her house was completely empty. Nothing was there. She went up to a nearby person and asked if her parants had moved. The person gave her a look of pitty yet rage.
"Youre parents didnt move darling. Your mother was murdered my your father. At least thats what the media says. Your fathers been sentenced to life in prison."
Steph was happy yet upset. She loved her mother and now she was dead due to the man that did so many bad things. So she left town once more. And never went back.

Now its 12 years later. Steph cut her brown hair short and dyed it black, making her emerald green eyes stand out. She never whore anything other then skiny jeans and an army green hoodie. She hated being touched by any one and trusted very few people. Not many people tried to talk to her anyways. But when they did, she talked to them like nothing happened or she was rude. No one would ever think she went through what she did. She was really good at distancing herself from others and so far, its the only thing that made her life the leased bit bearable.