Diana: Girl with the broken soul.

"Name three things to describe yourself." My new father said. The other boys gawked at me, but in a polite way... They all looked my new dad's-well Louis he told me to call him,- age, like in their twenties...
"Oh honey don't be shy," the blonde one said smiling, flashing his beautiful teeth.
I took a deep breath and mumbled,
"Tired,alone,scared."
They looked confused. Until the one with the jet black hair said...
"Honey.... You don't need to be like this anymore. You can trust us. I swear it. You can tell us anything at any time and we'll keep our mouths shut. I can see it in your eyes, feel your body language and see that you don't trust us or.... Something was happening to you before we adopted you....please don't be afraid. Don't cry. Your free from that place now, okay?" He grabbed my hand and pulled me into his chest while i spilled everything.

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1. Finally out?

I woke up, cringing at the never ending pain all over. I'll never stop cringing. Never stop flinching. Ha, who cares, I'm worth absolutely nothing. I sighed and laid back on my pallet on the floor which I called a bed. I stared at the ceiling and wondered, 'I wish someone would come and tear down this terrible place. And someone would finally take me and..... Love me...'. My eyes filled with tears and I rolled onto my bruised side. I heard footsteps quickly approaching and dread quickly filled my head. 'Here it comes, Geo, just live long enough to get adopted.' I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. My door flew open, and expecting another beating, I tried to be still and pretend not to expect it. But instead.... No shouting, not one yanking me from my pallet on the floor, no one clawing my already bruised skin, shrieking in annoyance..... It wasn't any of that....

I only heard the sound of something heavy hitting the floor. Only then did I hear her voice. "You know, your lucky. You didn't get a beating this morning." She said. You looked up to see the owner of the orphanage, 'Ms. Becky' as what I had to call her, was standing at my 'closet' which was just a box full of my clothes. She narrowed her eyes and seethed,"Get up, stupid. Wealthy people are coming over to adopt a kid today. Hopefully its you, I'll be glad to get you outta here, one less mouth to feed, one less rat to deal with. Make sure your clean, and DO NOT SPEAK UNLESS YOUR SPOKEN TO. Act happy, and act like your loved. Don't let me have to embarrass you in front of them,understand?" I sat up and nodded. "Good. Now get up and put on a fake smile or something. The last thing I need is for them to figure me out and I rot in jail." She narrowed her eyes and stalked off. I got up and looked at myself in the mirror. What if i get adopted? I'll be in hell again before I get to heaven if I'm not chosen. Dear God, let me be the one.......

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