"I'm not going to hurt you young one I'm surprised by the scars on your back. May I ask you where you got them?" The man asks looking at me. 

My head was facing and I could see the sincere look on his face as he spoke those words. I looked through his eyes searching for something more, but I could not find any. 

'They were given to me by my stepdad.' I sign to him looking down at my hands as I do so.

My scars where not something I really did not like to talk about. He always told me I deserved each and everyone of them since I was a spoiled little brat who needed to be taught a lesson.