Shattered Lies

Chapter 5 Wishes

She came back with a mattress that had stains all over it and probably mold growing on it. She also had a pack of yellow sheets and a teal comforter. She closed the doors after she walked into my so called "room". She cut my zip ties of my hand. The zip ties were practically embedded into my wrists that they were so swollen and there were marks from were the zip ties. I grabbed my wrists in a rapidly fashion, they hurt so bad.
"Here make your bed! Your gonna wanna have sleep tonight after the day your gonna have." I'm just sitting there still in the corner thinking what kind is this supposed to mean. Is it supposed to mean that it will be like it was last night. I hope not! Does it mean that I'm going to be put to work. This just scares me the thought of me needing sleep after the day that I had. Man!
She walked out of my room and locked me in. I wished I had a bobby pin on me. I've picked locks before to get into the food pantry because Mrs. Pardon would lock it at night. It's like she thought there was no more food in the world that people would come and raid her pantry. Man! I wish I had food right now I haven't been fed in ages. I opened the package of sheets and I put them on the bed I struggled because my wrists hurt so much. I then unfolded the comforter and put it on my bed. I heard her unlock my door so I hurried up and sat on the bed and covered up.
" Here you little brat!" She threw me a pillow that I could put the yellow pillow case on. The door locked back up so sudden. When I was sitting on the bed I felt something poke my butt. I reached back into my pocket and remembered that yesterday I was curling my hair and put a bobby pin in my pocket in case I needed it later that day. I decided to hide it up in the sheets for tomorrow because she'll probably go somewhere so than I know she's not home so I can get out of here.
Right when I got done hiding the bobby pin I hear the lock and then I hurried and got situated real fast. She came over to me and tied my hands together with a rope and held the rest of the rope in her hand.
"Get up you lazy butt! Now! We have a place to go to." I hopped up and the rope was gripping my hands so hard like they were digging in to me. We walked out of my "room" and into big metal hallway. There were more rooms down the hallway. We walked two doors down from my "room" and their were bars like ballet bars all the way across the room, along with many other girls tied up on them. She tied me up next to this one girl with blonde hair and she was all black and blue in the face. My "mom" walked out of the hallway and I asked the girl sitting next to me who and how she ended up here.
" Well, my name is Ella and I was in the foster system and "she" came and said she was my mom and took me."
" I hear talking, who's talking?" Everybody was silent. " Grace I know you'll tell me who was talking."
" It was the new girl right over there and Ella." She came over to me and Ella and squared down.
" Now, Aria your new so here's your only warning because next time you talk without permission this will happen. Right than I heard a big smack. She smacked Ella right across the face. Ella looked over at Grace and then over to me. She had that look in her eyes and then she started to cry.
" She'll be okay Aria, don't worry." She then walked out into the hallway and I heard her faintly say their ready for you guys. Then other woman walked in and they had knives. I started to freak but I didn't say anything or move. I just sat there I knew I could do anything. This lady walked over to me and she had a scissors in her hand and she untied me.
"Your coming with me to the other room." When she said this I followed her I didn't want to get hurt anymore than what I would. Right when I stood up I heard Grace scream somebody was cutting her arms. I thought I was dreaming when we got in the other room she said sit. When I sat down she started to cut my hair. Soon I had a pixie cut and it was ugly. When that was done she took me back to my "room".
Then she slapped me until I fell then she started to kick me. I have no idea why this would happen to me. I pretended I was unconscious so she would leave. She still was kicking me at this time I wish I had a fairy so I could have wishes. I would wish to be back at the foster home, that I actually had a mom that adopted me and not a fake one that took me to abuse me, and last I would wish that Mrs. Pardon was my legal guardian and nobody could take me.
I guess I have a bunch of wishes but that's a lot to expect for a girl like me.