5-year-old Rose was stolen from her family at the young age of 6 months. She has been hopping from foster homes for 5 years, each of the homes she lived in treated her badly, abusing her every day. Finally, deciding to run away, little Rose runs i...
I slowly roll over and try to get back to sleep, but I roll onto something squishy. What in the world is that squishy thing? I slowly look down to see what the scary squishy thing is. I horrified gasp leaves my lips as I see... I accidentally rolled onto "C". My lip starts to wobble as I start apologizing to him.
"I-I sorry I didn't mean to do it I promise," I say with tears in my eyes.
I stop crying after a bit and look at the tiny window that is by the ceiling. I see there is just a little bit of light coming up from the ground. I sigh I always wondered why the Sun comes from the ground. It comes from one side of the ground to the other side of the ground.
Realization hits me like a ton of bricks, I am going to try and get out today. I sat up and made my plan. I think I will try and leave after Mister leaves for his fun stuff after breakfast. I tried asking him what fun stuff he meant but all he said was "Adult stuff". I huff how am I suppose to know what adult stuff is. I quickly scramble to my feet and hide my stuffies quickly so the Mister doesn't find them.
Making my way up the stairs I stop at the top listen to hear that sound that adults make when they sleep. I hear it it's so loud that I am pretty sure all the neighbors can hear it. Once I went to see what the sound was and it turns out it was coming from his nose. Eeewww nasty. After confirming he was sleeping, I quickly went to the kitchen to make his breakfast. Dark brown toast, runny eggs, cheese that is spread just perfectly on the eggs, and ugh what else......oh and juice poured in Mister's glass. I start making it seeing that he will be up soon. After a little bit, I set his plate of toast and eggs and a glass of juice. Don't ask me how I managed to pour the juice it was hard.
"Is my breakfast done you little brat?" Mister says sleepily as he comes down the stairs.
"Y-y-yyes Mister i-i-it is". I say once again stuttering.
Mister sits down eating his breakfast while I slowly make my way down to the basement. Once I get to the basement I wait and listen for Mister's car to leave. Once I hear his car leave I quickly grab all my friends and make my way up the stairs again. As I am passing the bathroom I see the tip of the head in the mirror. I slowly walk over to it, I haven't seen myself in a long time. I look at myself in the mirror, I have short red hair that needs brushing. dark brown eyes, pink little lips and I am wearing I torn little white dress that Mister was nice enough to get me. I smile because I look so funny, I have my little blanket and it is full of my friends. I hope that they don't get too cold. I start walking and open the door that I have never opened before. Once I set foot outside I take i really deep breath. I haven't done that since I came here. After I get a little bit away from the house I look back at the place that I never want to see again.
The House;
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I don't think I will miss it. I turn around well here goes nothing. Right as I take the first step away from the house a sharp pain is coming from my foot. I quickly cover my mouth, I didn't want Mister to hear me. I sit down quickly and look at what caused the pain. I gasp oh no, a really big nail is stuck in my poor foot. Tear start coming down my face but I get up knowing if I don't hurry Mister will see me.
After a while, I come to a little ally way that looks like nobody wanted to live with it. I sit down and look at what I can sleep in tonight. There is a lot of cardboard boxes. My face lit up when I had an idea. quickly getting up careful not to put any weight on my hurt foot I start putting the brilliant plan to work. After a long time, I huff and look at my masterpiece. My Very own Cardboard house.
Rose's Cardboard House;
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I get inside my house and I feel so happy I made a better place for my friends in my little ally way.
What you think????? Does Rose act her age??? I hope you liked it.
Please leave comments!!!! I am dying to know what people think.
Oh, also I think this is a slow burn. Sorry hope you still like it
