Two weeks after Texas Declared its independence from Mexico, A couple who have traveled far and wide along the North American Continent, had settled down in a place just North West of what is now known as Dallas Texas. April 3rd of that same year, the woman gave birth to the little girl, which soon earned the name of Mia. Mia spent most of her days in that small desolate prairie until her tenth birthday. On that day, she had been playing long a creekside, catching crawfish and playing in the spring’s field. A sudden smell of burning caught her and her mother’s attention. Her mother, Pricilla, had ripped young Mia from the creeks waters and ran, from what, Mia still does not know. Her Father, Isaac, had met them on what would now be the Texas-Arkansas border and from there; her parents went back North East. Since their leave of the Now State of Texas, Her mother and father refused to stay in one place for very long. They often traveled in a wagon with a faithful steed named Western Belle. A hardy beast that was as large as the wagon itself but as gentle as the breeze; tirelessly carrying the family wherever
Isaac directed her. On her 14th year, they came to a stop in New York, where she first heard the term Gypsies. Her mother was constantly reading cards to any who would pay, while her father shaved the gentlemen of such time. Wandering the streets of on her own while her family was attempting to make the bread she heard the slowly increasing concerns over slavery. Not knowing exactly what this term was she was later informed about the dark race that hailed from a place called Africa. It was mere days after her 26th birthday, her family happened to be in the southern states when the call to war rang through every corner of the states. Her family lived in a log cabin at that time, they had only been there a few weeks when their door was ripped from the hinges and her father was being dragged off to participate in the war. Refusing to be part of such an act her father instructed her and her mother to run, and ran they did. Mia can only recall the howls and screams of that night, as her and her mother ran through the forest. It didn’t take much longer before her mother turned and ordered her to keep running and not to turn back. So she did, she ran as fast and hard as she could, even shifting her form to move faster along the uneven terrain. That was the last time she saw her parents alive. When the war ended, she returned to the cabin only to find the corpses hanging and suspended. After their burial, she merely continued doing, what she knew of… Traveling from city to city.
