“You are worthless. You little piece of shit child!”
“How are you even here you little shit?”
“Why can’t you just be like your brother?”

Cora’s P.O.V
I sniffled as my parents repeated the same thing they do everyday. I don’t belong. I’ll just run away.

Paula P.O.V
I feel so abused. My mom would always tell me that I should get away from him.
I was always so scared, with every touch, but now its time. Maybe he is right, I just don't fit in, i'm not good enough for this house. I have to run away.

Sarah P.O.V
I am not pretty enough for anybody. I am too stupid for this. I. Don’t. Belong. I’ll just run away.

*Two Weeks Later*

“And that’s how I ran away.” I explained to Cora and Paula. as we were sitting in our box. “Guys, remember how we met?”
“Yah,” Cora smiled. “I was on the stage at the park trying to earn money by singing, and Paula walked up asking if she could join me and split the profit. Of course I said yes. Soon later Sarah walked up and said the same thing.”
I sighed, smiling at how nice Cora was. Now she’s trying so hard to be tough and badass. I sighed worriedly.
“What’s wrong, Sarah?” Paula asked.
“Just worried.”
“About?”
“ Cora.. She’s changed.”
She’s fallen asleep. I had to check to make sure she wouldn't hear
“We should sleep” I just shook my head yes. *Yawn*


****2:47 am in the darkest of all mornings*****
Mystery boy 1’s P.O.V
“Got the blonde one?” I asked
“Yah," the Blonde Mysterious boy 2 responded. “Awe she just shuttered. She’s so cute.”
“I got the brunette one?”
"Yep," the other boy responded.
“Alright I got the dirty blonde one.” I sighed. So sad how they are here. So young, just like us. “Alright. Let’s get to the car and soup kitchen.” I whispered.
"Shoot the blonde one's opening her eyes" the blonde boy said.
"Just keep her calm."
"Who are you?" She whispered as she stared into his eyes.
"I am your night in shining armor," she just nodded then went back to sleep. To weak to stay awake.

** One Year Later** **Cora's P.O.V**
“Bullet proof nothing to lose.” Sarah sang.
"Fire away, Fire away." We all sang in perfect unison.
"Ricochet you take you're aim," Paula sang.
"Fire away, fire away," we all sang "You shoot me down, but I won't fall I am titanium, You shoot me down but I won't fall I am titanium."
" You shoot me down but I won't fall I am titanium" I finished off" The whole crowd went wild. We got off the "stage" and the owner of the soup kitchen gave us our pay for entertaining them.
"Sir, someone would like to see you." The cook said to the owner. We went to the kitchen and got us some water.
"Guy's that was great, Cora you finish was spot on, Sarah great not on the high notes, Paula.. No words just.. your so great. especially in the low notes." The assistant chef complimented us.
"Thanks" we said in unison. Causing us to burst into laughter.
"Girls, can you here for a minute?" The owner called from the wear the "stage" was. As we walked out non only then the Simon Cowell in the soup kitchen but he wanted to talk to us.
"Hi girls, I'm Simon Cowell," It took all my might not to screech.
"Hi" we all induced our selves.
Turning to the owner Simon asked " Are these girls up for adoption?"

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