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My first memory as a child was how at the age of 4, my biological mom was killed and left in our apartment. After that, I had gone to live with my Aunt Harley and Aunty Ivy, but I only stayed with them for about a day or so before I met Bruce Wayne the man who would become my dad.
When he adopted me he decided that he wanted to keep me away from the public enough that they didn’t know what I looked like but knew I was alive. Sadly, that didn’t last long as a teacher at the elementary school, that I had just been placed into, decided he wanted to sexually assault and rape all the girls in my class, myself included. When that happened the whole family was so pissed that dad, and the other parents of the kids who were attacked, full-on sued the school, the school board, AND the “teacher.” I remember having to talk to the police and having to talk to a child therapist during the whole thing, and even now, years after, I’m still seeing therapists.
At the age of 9, another brother came to live with us. Damian was raised by his mother, Talia, and his grandfather, Ra's al Ghul, so he didn’t have the best upbringing, but I still love my big brother anyway. When Damian came to live with us, he didn’t like to talk to anyone, and he almost killed Dick, but as soon as he saw me he had narrowed his eyes before nodding almost as if he figured something out. Which I guess he did cause he then said that he would protect me from anyone who would dare touch me.
Now at the age of 15, Damian 16, we’re the closest out of the whole family; well other than those that are mated together like Jason and Tim or Barbie, Dick, and Kori.
