Fanon:"Rags to Riches."

Introduction
It all begins with one sim, native from Sunset Valley. As Sage Madrigal prepared to leave her childhood home behind, she takes on last look at her old teddy bear, and remembers her mediocre childhood.

~11 years earlier~

"Mamma, whats wrong?" Little, innocent Sage stares up at her Mother, whos usually bright green eyes stare vacantly at the wall in front of her. "Mamma!" Sage shakes her mother's arm, with an insistent tone in her voice.

"Sage." Her Mother said, with a flat tone. "Get out of here, go somewhere else for the night." Her pink lips trembled as she turned slowly to face Sage. Her eyes lit up with terror, as she noticed that her husband was towering behind little Sage, standing in the doorway. This time, she told her little daughter, forcefully, her green eyes lit up with fire, to run, and to not come back until the next morning.



Sage did what she was told and ran to her babysitter Candy's home. She spent the night there, thinking of what could have been terrorizing her mother. The next morning, when she arrived home, police men and women swarmed the home, and the rest of the block. Terror panged in Sage's chest as she walked into the home. Cops clustered around the floor of her kitchen, and she made her way through them, finding her mother laying on the ground, with bruises all over her body.

The Teen Years
Sage brushed her chopped reddish brown strands with pink highlights out of her face as got out of her dad's car. They still had a fairly good relationship even after him and her mother split up. She thanked him for taking her home from school, grabbed her bag and walked to the front door of her home, the one she shared with her mother. She sighed, walking in on her mother and her new boyfriend sitting on the couch watching some mushy romantic soap opera together. Maria soon to be Mrs. Bradley, waved at her daughter. "There's some leftover mac and cheese from last night in the fridge," She said. "Heat it and take it up to your room, darling." She waved off her daughter, not knowing that she was in desperate need of someone to talk to. She walked up to her room, ignoring the thoughts of eating some yummy macaroni. Grabbing the cordless home phone off her night table, she punched in her best friend, Amy's number.

"Hello?" It was Amy's mother.

"Is Amy home? I want to talk with her.."

"No sorry, sweetie. She's at a friend's party. Want to leave a message?"

"Uhm. No thanks. Have a good night."

"You too hun, give me a call if you need anything." The phone line clicked as Sage sighed. Plopping down on her bed, she remembered the crappy day she had at her school. ''Why am I always the target? ''Sage wondered. ''Why do they hate me so much? Lemme get my bl- No. That is not going to happen Madrigal. Don't even think about it. Last time you did that, you nearly died.''



'''Ding-dong. 'My phone!'' Sage reached for her cherry red phone, then tapped on the new message from a number she didnt recognize. Attached was a picture of a bunch of people at a party, but of course there was Blair Rosman, the queen bee, in the center of the picture. She was hugging a girl with blonde hair in a braid, who was looking ecstatic. It was Amy, who had ignored Sage all day. Below the picture, there was a text that read, This is not over Madrigal. Sage typed back, Game on, princess.

''I am officially dead. ''Sage thought to herself.