Name : Marie Austin
Age : 25
Marie was a faithful housewife, a caring mother, a loving older sister and all in all, a benign human being. She had a very gentle disposition, never got flustered easily and came across as a very mother-like figure towards people that she was fond of. She was married to a man whom she had fallen in love with when she was only nineteen. Those were the days when Marie worked as a waitress in a local restaurant and John there was one of the regular customers. Eyes met and the rest as they say is history. Six years later she lived in what was a happy household, consisting of her husband, her two kids and her younger sister.
Life was rosy but it hadn't always been like that. There had been dark times too, when Marie was 14, both her parents had died in a car accident. With no near relatives, she and her sister had been adopted by foster parents. The rest they say is again history. For eighteen months, the two girls had lived in hell and survived. Marie didn't know how, but one day the police showed up at their door and the girls had been freed from the tyrants. They had both run away rather than risking going to another foster home in their lives. Marie had worked long hard hours for years, waiting tables in local restaurants in order to take care of her younger sister. Those days had really brought the sisters closer, like best friends, and they had never grown apart.
