you were laying in bed looking at the ceiling for god knows how long. you liked the dark, it felt safe, it didn't hunt your secrets, it accepted you. you turned around looking at your alarm clock who told you it was almost 3am. you have been laying here for almost 2 hours. you came back home from the library at 9pm, you have been studying all day. Your foster parents were going out so you needed to clean the house, god did you wish right now that you didn't miss that one spot, ofcourse your forster parents saw that spot and you got what you deserved. you slowly got out of bed, carefully going downstairs on your way to get something to eat, you didn't ate dinner today, you were to busy whit cleaning. you don't want to make to much sound so you just get the cereal box, a bowl and a spoon, you put the cereal in the bowl and place the box back in his place. you open the refridgerator, the little light inside shines over your body, showing the darkness you bruisings, you get the milk and add it in the bowl. you take your 'dinner' and walk over to the table, afther placing the bowl there you walk to the bookcase, you open a drawer and get the flashlight out of it, you click it on, the light shines over the books while you look for the 4th book of 'Harry Potter'. your fingers touch every book untill you find the one your looking for. you take it out and walk back to the table. you started reading. books are an important part of your life at the moment, your foster parents don't let you look at tv, the only moments when the tv is on is if your foster dad Howard wants to see the news or your foster mom Rory looks at fashion tv. back in the orphanage you did look at tv but mostly it were movies the younger kids wanted to watch. in the orphanage music was something really important to you, but since Howard and Rory didn't want that 'stupid teenager music' in their house, books were the only thing left. soon you notice your so called 'dinner' is finished and you carefully place the book back on his shelf, and click the flashlight off and laying it back in the drawer. you pick up the bowl and spoon and clean it befor placing it in their place. you look at the clock, 3:40, time to get some sleep. you tip-toe upstairs and slowly get back in bed, god you love the darkness.
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Adopted by Hailee Steinfeld
Fanfictionyou grow up having a normal life like every other kid, untill your parents past away in a car crash when you were 11yrs old, you got into a orphanage until you were 13yrs old and got foster parents. You thought it would get better but it wasn't like...