I thought the headmistress liked me. I have no one to go home to, but she told me I'm being placed with a foster family until they figure out if I'm ready for adoption. I can't even begin to explain how angry with life I am right now. I never even asked to be here, and as soon as I finally get a friend, as soon as im finally happy, I have to leave. "Everything will be okay, Layla", the headmistress says, as she can see how visibly upset I am. "I don't care what you say, I'm not leaving. You can't make me leave against my will." The headmistress lowers her glasses, and stares right into my soul. I notice how beady her soulless blue eyes are. She has pale skin, and from the looks of it, doesn't have much more time on this earth. She's a grumpy, mean old lady who has nothing better to do than to deliver news that ruin kids' lives. "Now Layla, we can either do this the easy way or the hard way, it's your choice. You're leaving tommorow, whether you like it or not. Go ahead and use tonight to say your goodbyes." I can't help but cry. All my life, I've been abandoned by people, or forced to leave because of people leaving me. For once, I'd just like to be in control of my own life. I just want to be able to go far away from here, to be able to breathe, to know that I'm able to be free and independent but I can't, and I never will be. I run out of the office, and as I run out, I run into Atlas, who looks as equally upset as I am. "I'm running away," I tell him. He just stares at me, looking into my eyes and making sure im being serious before he decides what to say back. "I'm going with you then." I take a deep breath, and I decide right then and there: I'm going to be the one making the decision of whether I leave or stay. I'm done playing by everyone else's rules over my life, my life, my rules. I'm choosing how I live now, because if I don't, I know ill never be happy. "Go make amends with everyone you need to Atlas, pack your bags, and meet me in my room tonight at 9." Atlas nods, and I give him a quick smirk, before I run to my room to get everything I need. I open up my journal, and I look at the to-do list I made before I got here. One of the items on the list was "get out of this crappy place". I take out the pen on top of the bedside drawer and let out a liberating sigh of relief as I cross that out of my list. I make a vow to myself, that I will never let someone else have control over my life, freedom or happiness again as long as I shall live.
At 8:30 I'm waiting anxiously in my bed for Atlas to arrive. I decided to tell the girls we were going to sneak into the garden again, that way I wouldn't have to worry about getting emotional saying goodbye to them permanently or have to hear them convince me to stay. I walk nervously to the door and open it slightly, trying to hear if Atlas is coming down the hallways. I hear silence. I go to pick up my bag, and I try not to let a single tear roll down my cheek, to not make the girls worry about me. I try to mask the amount of anxiety im feeling, and I wait by the door again. I check the clock, its 9:20 now and I decide that im just going to go no matter what with or without him.
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Earth is Dying
خيال (فانتازيا)Layla Nightingale has lost everything. First, she witnessed her parents get shot and killed right in front of her, then she gets placed in a mysterious orphanage, where things aren't as they seem. Just when Layla thinks things can't get any worse fr...
