I woke up to the sound of screaming. This happened every morning. I got out of my bed and walked over to my cupboard. I grabbed my black and red flannel shirt and my skinny jeans because i didn't have anything else. Here's the thing. I have shit parents. They don't physically abuse me or anything but, they do verbally abuse me. It actually sucks. Let me tell you more about me.
I'm 13, I love to sing, dance, act, take photos, play sport and play video games. I don't trust anyone of the male gender because of what happened to me a year ago. I have a terrible past and no one knows what happened to me. My favourite colour is baby blue and I love pizza. I can play a lot of instruments but I don't have any at home. I have nothing at home except a few items of clothing and a photo of my biological parents. They died when I was 2 years old. I don't remember much about them other then they loved me. That's it about me.
After getting changed, I quietly walked down the stairs hoping not to show anyone I was awake. I was going to visit my old orphanage to see the only girl I trust, Emily. Emily is the oldest at the orphanage. She doesn't want to get adopted because she likes helping the younger kids. I walk quietly down the road hoping my 'parents' don't come and get me. After about 5 minutes I reach the orphanage. I knock quickly and cautiously on the door hoping not to wake anyone. 'I'm not gonna cry, I'm not gonna cry' I kept thinking this but as soon as Emily opened the door, I burst out crying.
She immediately wrapped me in a hug and ushered me inside. She told me to sit on the couch while she made up some of her famous cocoa. I waited patiently for her, getting ready to tell her about my 'fabulous' life at 'home'. She returned after a few minutes holding 2 cups of cocoa. She sat down opposite me and put a hand on my knee.
"Tell me when you're ready Autumn." She smiled kindly at me. I was ready.
"Where do you want me to start?" I ask her, I didn't know whether to start at the beginning or when they started saying stuff.
"Wherever you want." I looked at her thankfully and got ready to explain.
"When I got adopted, everything was great. They were kind to me and actually seemed like they might've loved me. But then one night, my 'dad' came home and started to call me names. They hurt. A lot. He almost slapped me but my 'mum' stopped him. She told me to go to my room and lock my door. I did as she said. From that day on, both of them started calling me names and kicking me out of the house and ignoring me. Remember how they adopted me last year. Yeah well the first time I got kicked out, I found an alley. I walked into it because I didn't know the dangers of one. Going straight to the point. I got raped. As soon as the random guy raped me, he ran off. I ran away this morning because they slapped me last night and I don't want to get hit.
Emily just nodded along with my story. As soon as I finished, she got up and walked away. Not knowing what she was doing, I stayed seated.
Hey guys what did you think? I'm actually excited to write this story. ~Banana
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