I'm just going to rewrite this page because it sucked. By the way i love you guys!
Alone. Something I am way too familiar with. Today is my eighteenth birthday, which means I'm getting thrown out the foster system and put out in the streets with no where to go. Not that it will be any different from where I am now. They hate me, every last one of them hate me. I've never been able to figure out why. The younger kids say its because I'm a freak, the adults say its because I'm ugly, and my teachers say its because I'm stupid. I've never even been a possibility for anyone. Not even when i was a toddler, you would think a toddler was easy to get adopted, well not me. "MILA GET YOUR UGLY ASS IN HERE," screamed May. She's the house mother the one in charge of giving us the things we need and her job is to love us. Something she's not very good at. I strolled into the kitchen taking my sweet time. I knew it would piss her off, but frankly i didn't care. "What do you want now?" I asked annoyed by her very breathing. You might think I'm being a little rude to someone who has taken care of me for 18 years, wrong. She gas done nothing but beat me, and treat me as a slave. I hated this woman and this very place. I'd be gone in a couple of hours. Anywhere is better than here. My words landed me twelve beatings. I was tied up next to a pole my wrist began to bleed from the metal that gripped tightly around them. Hannah, a girl a year or two younger than me, strutted to my side taking a knife from her back pocket. "I've been waiting to do this for a long time," she exclaimed. The blade had me cowering back as against the pole, she laughed as she drew her name across my stomach, blood poured down to the ground dying everything it touched. My head began to spin, my eyes grew heavy, and my bones began to crack and move. I screamed at the top of my lungs. Pulling and yanking at the ropes restricting my body. A growl rippled from my throat, then everything went black.
I'm still deciding what I want to happen. i know where i want to go with this but i need to know how.i!? Going to get there. Next chapter will be better. Next chapter will be up Wednesday, or late late Tuesday.
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The Orphan.
WerewolfI've been alone all my life. No one ever paid any attention to me unless they were beating me or telling me I was a freak and no one would ever want me. They were right. I never knew why until my 18 birthday, when i transformed into one of the most...
