Most of my life with the Sanderson's is from what I got told and what I have found out from the age of fourteen to the present day really, it was hard to learn all of this but I really needed to know. I was too young to remember any of this; I was only about four or five when the accident happened, an accident that made me lose all of my family besides my little brother.

I was born to a lovely couple; I can't really tell you more as I was too young to remember them sadly all I can remember is how loving they were, they would smile and laugh with me and my younger brother Duo; mind you Duo isn't his real name, the same with me really.

I was told that I matched my mother so well besides I had my father's famous black fringe, something everyone would still comment on it even now, my brother was also a match to my mother just like me besides he had my father's hair colour, we both had our mother's eyes, a royal/ Persian blue colour.

I also remember or should I say after much research later taken after I was about fourteen years old, I found out that my father was called Shion Sanderson and he was the CEO of a toy company called Sanderson Toys, a company that me or my brother would have taken over if it all turned out that way but sadly it never ever did.

He was such a lovely person; I only found this out after researching and talking to the people who survived the accident that day, that I lost my parents in.

From what I was told, he had slightly long brown hair which he kept tired up with a bright red ribbon given to him by mother after two years together and baby blue eyes and not to forget his famous black fringe that most of the Sanderson line had. He was about six feet tall but I'm not quite sure as everyone kept changing how tall he was.

He was the only child to the Sanderson's so it was up to him to take over the company which I heard he didn't want to at first but because of a disease his mother; my grandmother had no more siblings were given to my father, so it was up to him to take over after much arguing and hateful remarks he finally decided to inherit the family line, which he did.

My mother was called Ayame Sanderson, she had long light brown hair and royal/ Persian blue eyes, on the other hand was such a loving person, she kept my father under control when he was going to lose his temper with work, she also kept the house that was full of servants under control as well, assigning them their jobs every morning even though each section had their own head of section, my mother thought it was her job to make sure that everyone was doing their job.

My mother loved anything to do with creativity and music and had a music room and an art room built in the Sanderson mansion to carry on with her love of creativity and music, she spent much of her time there but it all changed when I was born.

She married into the family, but that didn't bother her at all that she only married into it she kept everything neat and tidy, even when the servants came to clean up, she would make sure everything was put back in the right spot, not having a millimetre out of place. Obsessive Compulsive much mother?

I was the apple of my father's eye when I was born, he had created a song just for me and my mother which he called 'Iris' this was the English to my mother's name Ayame, I think my parents had called me something along the line of either Ayame like my mother or Sakura, I never found out as I had lost my memory and that everything was lost in the Sanderson mansion on that dreadful day, which I don't want to write about it but then the story will be incomplete without it.

I loved my life with my parents and it improved when I found out that my mother Ayame was having a baby so I would have a little brother or sister to look after when they were old enough.

I kept close to my mother's side all the time, I was interested in what my mother was going through, but I didn't understand it at all, but she would tell me what I could to when the baby was born, like help change the baby, help feed the baby and most of all play with the baby. I couldn't wait to play with the baby; it was what I would always talk about.

I kept a stuffed animal with me all the time and my mother would explain to me what she was going to do and funny enough she showed me using my stuffed toy which made me laugh.

She would say 'this is what I will have to do and you can help me, if you want that is' and she would smile and then start to play with me with the stuffed animal, my father would join in now and again if he wasn't busy, but most of the time he was, I hated that.

My mother also taught me who to play the violin, which I loved to no end really; this love of the violin would also be used in my later life in the Emme-Reece and Winner families.

My mother went into the hospital, at first I didn't know why until my father told me one night after coming back from the hospital, 'mama's in the hospital to give birth to the baby that you have been looking forward to for so long, soon the baby would be born', he never told me if it was a boy or girl but I knew from the look in his eyes that it was going to be a boy, or at least that was what I thought.

My mother came home a week or so later, holding a small bundle, she came over to me, at the time I was sitting on the sofa reading a book.

She sat down next to me and said 'here is your new brother, I know you saw him in the hospital but now you can hold him' and I did smiling brightly when holding him, my parents knew from then on we were always going to be together, which pleased them.

My brother and I grew up into a fine young lady and a young gentleman just like our parents really; someday we were going to run the family business which we couldn't believe we kept saying 'we can play with all the toys right, right?' over and over again to our parents and they laughed thinking that it was sweet, but our father knew it was going to be a demanding job like it was for him to learn everything that needed to be learned when we were going to be old enough to learn this as well.

Not long after either mine or my brother's birthday or something along the sorts, I can't really remember, something terrible happened that would haunt me for the rest of my life, something that I want to forget but I can't, something that I don't want to write but then again I want to write it, something that I would be telling my children and grandchildren in the coming years.

A fire, a fire of great proportion that would destroy the whole of the Sanderson family but somehow me and my brother survived, I don't know how but as far as I can remember... someone drove us off away from the mansion, away from the family that we grew to love and laugh with, the family I would never see again.

This part I remember very well, sometimes I would wake in the night even now because of it. One of the servants stood by the main back door that we would go in and out of the mansion, we were playing outside in the sunny garden that we always played in, we got hungry and so headed back towards the mansion not knowing something had happened inside.

The servant wouldn't let us inside for some strange reason and told us to run away from the mansion as it wasn't safe for us, the heirs to the Sanderson fortune to be here.

At first we didn't understand and it would be years later that we would finally understand what had happened that frightful day.

As I said the servant wouldn't let us in and my brother kept complaining about how hungry he was and that he wanted to see our parents and ask them why were weren't allowed back inside our own house, but sadly the servant didn't move and in the end he said that it was the master's, our father's orders that we weren't allowed inside and in the end he died right in front of us.

This scared us so much that in the end we ended up running away from the life that we had known, it may have only been a short life we had with our family but it would stick with me and make me the person I know I am today. I'm grateful that Ayame and Shion Sanderson were my parents but to this very day I still miss them.