As a kid I lived with my mother and my two older brothers. We lived a functional life until another king took place and demanded higher taxes as well as the third born in every home to be relinquished to the church if asked. At the church I spent many days working without sleep or food and was treated like an object. At multiple points I was treated like a play thing and had nothing going for me. Once I turned 17 I escaped and had to live life off the grid without seeing anyone that was special to me. Whilst I was on the streets I found my family and was excited to see them, but when I greeted them they didn't know who I was and left me there. I lived life as a peasant and was constantly on the run for the rest of my life.
