There is mention of torture in this chapter.
I heard footsteps in the hall so I sent a quick gtg,shoved my phone in the spare pillow case and put it back carefully under the loose floor board.In the orphanage it was horrible but let's not get into that right now.The door opened just as my head hit the mattress and as I hoped the woman stood in the doorway hadn't seen me.As she left I realised how tired I was and slowly allowed myself to sleep.
At breakfast I was eating my apple,as the porridge was disgusting, when there was a loud crash followed by shouting. Someone had dropped their tray.
After breakfast we were made to clean the entire building which I didn't mind compared to what came after.The pain would have been unbearable if I wasn't so used to it.The whip cracked across my back whilst wispers of how useless I was made their way through the room. How I was unbearable to look at and would never make it anywhere in life.A small while later the head of the orphanage grabbed a small knife and carved the word weak into my skin where it would soon join the many other degrading words that had turned to scars upon my back.
After everyone in the room had a turn they threw some fresh clothes at me and once I had got changed they told me to leave the building and not to be back until dinner.I said I needed the bathroom then grabbed my phone from my shared room.Then walking as fast as possible I made my way to the school.It was locked but I opened it using a paper clip,making a beeline for the kitchen.I could have stayed there forever.
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FanfictionY/n is a male because even as a female i would like to see more as this gender I don't own marvel because if i did some people wouldn't be dead and other stuff would happen Also there will be Winterfalcon and maybe some other ships
