Chasing Fairy Tales (ON HOLD)

Chapter 1

I wake up on the horrible day called Monday, getting out of bed, I sneak to the restroom trying not to make any noise to avoid conflict with my foster mom number 5 and her boyfriend, it's a bit hard since the house is in horrible condition so every floor board squeeks. As I take a cold silent washup and brush my teeth, I decide on what i'm going to do with my hair, I hate how tangled it is, matter of fact, I hate everything about me, I hate the fact that I look like my mom..well used too before the depression had it's affect on her, I hate that I have a crooked nose, I'm assuming it came from my dad , If I could actually work make-up I'd totally do myself a makeover, but since I can't there's nothing I can do. After I fix my hygiene I sneak back to my room to get dressed making sure I lock my door from unwanted visitors, I throw on some black skinny jeans from the Thrift Shop, a plain white shirt and gray hoodie from Target, and My gray converse from Payless, I throw on my black belt to hold my pants up sinse I probably am malnourished from lack Of food...which my parents won't buy because all of their social security checks goes on junk to get them high. After I am dressed I grab my back pack and sneak to the front door, just as I unlock the door, I hear the a room door open, I try and hurry up but once again- the house is in horrible shape which means the lock was rusty and it took longer than necessary to open "Katy?" I heard a woman's voice "shit, come on stupid door!" I whispered, just as I hear foot steps the lock twisted and I opened the door and bolted out of there like a I had a emergency. I ran for a whole block while my back pack beat me in the back like foster dad #2 once did, I hear my foot steps as they match those of a police sirens a few blocks the opposite direction, my breaths are unsteady as I finally make it to the bus stop almost missing my only ride out of this greasy neighborhood. As I take my seat in the front , I rest my head on the window and breathe out for the first time since I ran from home "Here we go" I whisper.