Sherrie

Sherrie, who I was born as...on November 3, 1974. I was a raven haired girl, dark eyed, innocent and pale;  I was pre-destined to be a vessel for others. My personality was somber, quiet and only my screams were loud and demanding. I nurtured butterflies and sat in my daddy's lap playing pee-a-boo. I guess I was a normal child. She is quiet and she is alone...she is wolf