What? You think my Surname is odd? Yeah, I heard that many times, and I’m not too fond of it myself.
The Pillar family is a medium size family (not that many relatives) that is part from the middle class in our city, Midzone. My life was going well as an only child with working parents. I spent most of my childhood at my grandparents house at the edge of the city. It was really a cheerful childhood, because I wasn’t alone. I always played with three older cousins, Spencer, Rick and Doris. I was a carefree energetic girl, who got excited easily about everything. At least, that was until that day.
My parents travelled with my uncle and his wife for their wedding anniversaries to France. The planet crashed, and no one survived. It was so terrible, not only for me, but to Spencer as well. I was 8 years old, and Spencer was 10. Our grandparents took us in without hesitation, and it took us at least 8 months to recover from sadness enough to resume our lives. Spencer and I got closer than before, after we started sticking together. Actually it was Spencer who got closer, not just because of our parents death, but for another scary reason.
Living with our grandparents was not smooth sailing. As I said before, our family was from the middle class, not that rich, but definitely with inheritance. Our grandparents were very kind, and were really sorrowful about what happened to their sons (my father and uncle). They felt sorry for us becoming orphans at a young age, thus decided to increase our inheritance. Of course, this decision made my aunt and uncle (Rick’s mother and Doris’ father) very upset. They Got us kidnapped, and forced our grandparents to cancel our share of the inheritance in exchange for our safety. We reunited with our grandparents for a short time only to find ourselves saying goodbye before we got kicked out by our relatives from the main house to the orphanage.
From that moment, we stopped trusting other people except for ourselves and each other, and swore to get revenge.
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