It was cold that night. Everyone was asleep, everyone except for me. I've always had a hard time sleeping. I have a troubled past, but nobody seemed to care about that; nobody even cared whether or not I was alive.
I was getting to the point where I felt like passing out right here in the middle of the sidewalk, I never get a chance to eat much, because I'm broke. I always look like a mess; my hair is a rat nest, my clothes are always filthy and nobody seems to notice any of that.
Tears were starting to come out of my eye while walking alone in the darkness. Just thinking about my past makes me get very emotional.
I laid on the floor all curled, "I just wish I had some that cared for me." I cried out falling into a miserable sleep.
The next day I woke up with a stained face. Everybody around me looked happy as always and here I am sad and lonely. I shakily got up and went towards the food court, I look in my right pocket to see if I had any money and of course I didn't.
Someone called from the counter, "Next in line!"
I awkwardly walked up to the counter, the person looked at me in disgust.
"Next in line," the person rudely shouted. The person behind me shoved me to the side and order their stuff.
I quickly ran far away from the food court and started to cry out in hurt. I was trying to run away from the harsh reality, but everywhere I go everybody is either a bitch or fake. Of course, I wasn't looking where I was going and bump into a group of people.
A random lady turned around and shouted, "WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!"
"I'm so-" I got cut off by people shouting from different angles. "Worthless piece of shit!" I stop in the middle of my apology. All I could hear around me is negative and harsh things, the one thing that hurt me the most was the one about my parents. "Your parents must be ashamed!"
I choked back my words and ran far away from the group of people I ran until I was out of the city in the middle of the woods. When I stop to catch my breath; Immediately I collapse on the ground and started to choke on my sobs.
"Everybody is right my parents are ashamed of me and I'm WORTHLESS!" I shouted at the top of my lungs in pain and hurt.
I was curled up in my ball and was trying to fall asleep again but, it wasn't working. I decided to get up and walk around a little bit.
I was in my own little la land when I saw a car coming. I didn't realize I was in the middle of the street. The car was ganging up on me, I quickly jumped on the other side of the sidewalk and into the bushes.
I breathe out in relief. "Whoa,that was a close one!" I wipe the sweat off my forehead.
I stood up and step out of the bushes. I turned around and right in my face I saw this huge ass house right in front me.
I decided to go towards it and just lurk around a bit. I went up to the house and since I'm not a rude ass bitch I knock on the door. I was about to knock on the door when all of a sudden the door opened all by itself.
I was a bit confused as into why the door opened up by itself, but I just shrugged off the feeling.
"Huh?" I step in the house in shock.
The place is so huge I'm pretty sure it's a mansion. The first thing I do every time I check a place out, I always check to see if they had food.
Lucky for me, the fridge was close to the front door! I had a devilish grin and went straight towards the fridge, I went to go open the fridge I didn't realize it had a lock on.
"Why the fu$k would you lock your fridge?" I groaned in irritation. My stomach was starting to growl.
I started to look around for the damn key. T he house was like a maze you always end up getting lost in it. The first place I decided to look was the living room (since it was the closest.)
I went across the kitchen and into the living room, the key was taped on the T.V. Easy, right? WRONG!
"WHAT IN THE NAME OF CRAP!" I shriek out loud when the T.V started to beep very loudly.
"Who in the hell is in this house, I swear it better-" I heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Oh, shi- Shi tuna" I started to prance around to find a hiding spot, all I could think was behind the couch. I heard the footsteps getting closer, I quickly jumped from the couch towards the back and stayed quiet as a mouse.
"Why is the T.V on?" I heard someone ask in annoyance
"And why is there crap on the floor?" The person kept on going on and on about how messy and how they just cleaned this and that, I was getting to the point where I just wanted to shoot myself in the head.
"Something isn't right? I better call Michael about this.
I gulp in a huge lump in my throat. "I am so dead."
Hey, sorry I took forever to update. Wow, this is a long chapter, which is a good thing I love making long chapters!
By the way could you please be a nice person and tell me if I have any mistakes I would love for your feed back.