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"I was stupid to think someone like you could change!" I shouted angrily in the run down, dirty flat my mum was renting

"Oh shut up, you ruined everything I had going for me" She hissed in return

"Your unbearable!" I screamed loudly

The flat fell silent as mum stared into me psychotically, her breathing heavy.

"Unbearable?! UNBEARABLE?! If I'm that unbearable GET OUT" She screamed slapping me across the face

She pushed me out the front door and threw a bin bag full of my stuff out the door too before slamming it in my face. I stood up and pulled my phone out my pocket, thinking about running off but knowing it wasn't worth it so instead i dialled my care workers number.
A-few minutes later i was in the back of my care workers ford focus, my bin bag of belongings next to me as we passed the road towards Burnywood .

"You missed the turning?" I said sitting up

"There was an incident at Burnywood, your going to a different care-home with Dennis and some other kids." My Care worker explained

"Oh of course the building isn't standing but Dennis is still on my case" I huffed as we pulled into a driveway, the sign saying 'Elm Tree House'

I got out the car, grabbing the bag of my things as my care-worker knocked on the door. A black haired women opened the door with a smile.

"Hi, can I help you?" She asked kindly

"Hiya, Dennis is expecting us?" My care-worker smiled

"Come on in" The short women said moving further into the house

We walked into the front entry which was decently grand and had toys and a piano, all sorts strone across the hall.
Suddenly Dennis and a bald man emerged from an office, Dennis with his same grumpy glare.

"Jayden Cole." Dennis grumbled looking me up and down

"Dennis Stockle" I replied mimicking him in response

"Where am I gonna put you..." He sighed thinking deeply

"We can put her with Kitty?" the small black haired women said

"No Kitty's on her own." Dennis demanded

"Oh come on Dennis" I sighed rolling my eyes

"We can put her in with the pink one" Dennis finally said grabbing my bag from my hands and walking upstairs

"Sounds like we will get along great" I remarked sarcastically following him upstairs

Dennis opened the first door at the top of the stairs, a girl dressed in all pink sat reading a magazine in an all pink room. She looked over us as the door swung open and Dennis dumped my stuff in the doorway.

"What are you doing?" The girl asked confused

"You've got a new roomie" Dennis replied dryly

"Not really my style" I remarked looking around the room

"Tough luck. Now youll play nice and keep quite or else" He threatened quietly

I rolled my eyes and walked further in the pink filled room, Dennis left as I grabbed my bin bag and threw it on the bed in the corner.

"Im Carmen" The girl said awkwardly as she sat up

I ignored her as I opened the bedside table and placed some of my stuff inside.

"Whats your name...?" She asked awkwardly after afew seconds of silence

"Can you empty some of your draws" I asked opening the dressers draws

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