Undefined hearts

Undefined hearts~ part 1

Fresh baked bacon filled my nose when I woke up  and the sound of the sizzling caught my attention so I took a dash through the door.

I peeked through the door and I could see my mom cooking breakfast with her bright brown hair and big smile. There was only a few times I could catch her smiling ever since what happened to my dad.

That's when I woke up , memories of my mother came to visit me every night but I never get the chance to tell her I love her. I missed her more than anything.

Both my parents gone. My dad died when i was at a age of 3 in a car crash, mother lived a year trying to get over it, but four years later after my dad died she got sick and didn't make it.

Every time I would think of it I would sob. Only 3 years my family got to be together, 3 damn years. The feeling brings great pain and sorrow. It happens when least expected that someone you love will die even when you never get the chance to show all your love to them. Knowing there's no where to go and if you tried to run it would leave you no where. I get told every now and then that they're in a better place and I shouldn't worry because they're always by my side. Yes, I get it but they don't understand that its hard for me not to be able to hug them and for them to kiss me when I need it.

It's 6:20 on the clock, and I'm not in the mood to get up. "just a few more minutes" I mumbled just before closing my eyes. There was always a day of the week I would not go to school and I'd do everything I missed online only to do the continuous things for my foster mom, Ella. She had me do many chores and then I would go earlier to work for the extra cash. No work meaning, no clothes, no phone, and Ella, made me pay something for eating "her" food.

Even though she gets a check for having me stay at her house. Basically the only reason she does this is for the money. I would be living out in the streets better than here. All I want to do is finish high school and get out of here. The law says I can't leave the house until I get my high school diploma, obviously the laws limited what I could do with my life.

Opening my eyes I noticed it was 7:32, it only felt like 5 minutes how could time pass by so fast. I rushed to put my clothes on however, there wasn't much clothes in my closest so I had very few options. Not many people noticed, mostly because I would mix and match clothes. Blue navy shirt with black pants and a grayish sweather with my hair in a ponytail. Packed my books and left the house. There was no one to say good bye to, no way I would say bye to Ella.

School was a 20 minute walk but Mason, my bestfriend, insisted that since his house was on the way might as well let him give me a ride. As I knocked on the door, Lindy, Masons mom, opened the door "HEY LINDY!" I said with enthusiasm as I jumped into her arms.

" LINDY LET ME BREATH AND LET ME LIVE FOR AT LEAST TODAY" I said as I gave a loud sharp shriek and she let me go. " Sorry hun, Masons upstairs I can never seem to get him up like you do" she was right it's like my voice is his alarm clock which is kind of harsh to say. " Don't worry I got it, naturally born for this." I went upstairs and started giggling.

Lindy is an amazing person she's always been there for me even in her toughest. Her and my mother were closer than best friends. She's been like a second mother to me and I appreciate it so much.

Mason is the only person I could open up to about my mom it always seemed like he could put a smile on my face. His parents divorced at the age of ten and his mom got into alcohol again but soon recovered. They tried adopting me before but since lily had problems with alcohol during her marriage social workers didn't accept it. Which is unbelievable, if they only knew what my past foster homes have done to me. I tried telling them once but they just made me feel pathetic, they were never going to do anything and I stop trying.