The Caging of Dolores Stone

You probably think I'm a monster.Uncaring. Cruel. Sinister. The nurse at Deadwater Manor who showed no mercy to the girls in her care-or anyone who tried to protect them. Maybe you're right.But I wasn't always this way.Once, I was a thirteen-year-old girl who wanted nothing more than to become a nurse. To help people. To escape poverty. To build a life where no one could hurt me again. Then they taught me what happened to girls who were weak. They humiliated me. Hurt me. Locked me away. And every time I begged someone to make it stop, I learned the same lesson: No one was coming to save me. So, I learned to save myself. And somewhere along the way, survival became something else.You want to know who I really am? You want to understand how Dolores Stone became the woman everyone fears?Brace yourself. Behind every monster is a story.And mine isn't pretty.