Under the stars

Chapter 1

The stars are one of life's most beautiful amendments along with the sun. I value both of them the most in my life because no matter what I always wake up to them and unlike most human beings and other aspects of life it will always be there for me no matter what and never leave me alone.

My name is Evelyn and whilst my life was not always dread and misery once upon a time it is now and I guess I have no choice but to live in the present. I'm an orphan for what I am aware but knowing my foster parents they probably stole me but no matter what I will make it through I always do and hopefully this time I can make a change for the better instead of the worse. Life is one of my many journeys and being cooped up in this small basement dosn't help at all but beggars can't be choosers as the saying goes.

I've been stuck here since I was 10, yes and I am currently 16 only 2 more years till utter freedom in my eyes. For the first 10 years of my life I have no acquired knowledge of it however I do remember the crash of a vehicle that smashed into a car I was in but that is all. Time to time I get old flashbacks of people I have never seen before. If I am aware then I landed here. I woke up in the hospital that dreadful day to medical staff and lights. From that moment on it has been a rollercoaster. As of what I am aware I was in a serious car crash and nobody survived except me. Makes sense in my eyes since everyone sees me as a waste of human being or a piece of dread. As I am reminded everyday that I should be thankful for my foster parents for adopting me as they claim they did it out of the kindness of their hearts which I highly doubt based on how they treat me I am positive there was something in it for them.

PRESENT

It is currently a freezing Saturday night and here I am a 16 year old walking along in thin clothes to the grocery to buy liquor for my foster parents. Many of you may be wondering how a 16 year old is allowed to buy liquor in public, simple, my foster parents just happen to be friends with a alcohol store owner, lucky right? I'm freezing is the only thing I can process, they basically ordered me to get them their 'daily' as they call it to relieve themselves of my stress my foster mother says. I would never consider them my real parents because I am sure real parents would never do this to their child at least I hope? Many at my age would be having a social life right now out there partying or having fun with their friends but not me of course god chose another path for me.

"4 vodka tom", "Mary and Tom out getting drunk again I'm assuming" He said, I answered with a curt nod of my head. "Well serves them right you must be a handful to deal with, up till this day I still can't seem to fathom why they would adopt you, but anyway better them then me, right" He said with a still face then bursted into laughter I however kept a straight face through all his insults, This was the usual for me buy their drinks get insulted come home and get insulted some more.

I walked with a quick pace outside of my house to get as far away as I could from that psycho man, on the trail I heard shouts and screams from a small alleyway and decided despite my best interests to check it out. The sight in font of me was enough to scare a girl like me away in minutes, thankfully I am sure as you already know I am not like many. 

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