I am dreaming of the day parents died. I am always dreaming dreams that remind me of parent's death. They just dropped me off to school. A truck was coming and.. BOOM! The truck smashed the car into millions of pieces. At that moment, I didn't cry. I didn't scream or yell. I just stood there like a statue waiting to be moved to another area where all this chaos didn't happen but I had to come back to reality and realize that my parents died in a car crash. My teacher didn't know where to put me so she called my aunt and I had to stay with her for a while until she came up to me and said " I can't take care of you anymore, there is just too much pressure."
The next day I was taken to the foster home. Isabel seemed sweet back then but now I see her as a witch with her whip as a broom and end every time she uses her broom, she hurts someone and then someone is usually me.
I wake up to a ringing noise. It's the house phone. I run up to get it. It's the hospital. I don't even bother to pick it up. I grab a granola bar and eat it in 5 seconds. I change my clothes into random ones and run down to the hospital.
