The child would grow up fatherless, motherless, without a family to develop from and grow into, a lone child fighting her way through the darkness with hungry, red eyes and an unquenchable thirst for blood: the blood of families, overcome with rage and eaten from the inside-out, would be hers to feast upon.
This is dark and sinister. I love how you leave a lot open to interpretation but describe enough for those who have been that's situation to understand what you mean.
This is all about me, because I'm conceited like that. Don't change unless you are the one who decides to of your own accord. Just be you. Write through the fire of your emotions. Write true to your h.. more..