Sisters

The orphanage

We were taken away from our home. Our school. Our parents. They took us to an orphanage in New York. I had heard of these places. They took kids without parents here. I argued that I had parents, they were just gone but they would come back. They said police were still looking but they had found nothing. There was no sign of a break in. Everything was still there and nothing was broken. Even the lock was still secure. All the clothes were still in the closets. All the food was still in the fridge. All the money was still in the bank. They said it was almost as if they had just gotten up and left with no warning, bringing nothing with them. I didn't believe them. I knew our parents wouldn't have just gotten up and left. I argued that maybe they were taken, but they just said they would do their best to find them.

1 year later the police stopped looking and gave up. the only clue they had ever found was the blood red handprint on the window but there were no finger prints attached to it. 1 year later I gave up hope of ever seeing my parents again.

Me and my sister lizzy had been forced to go with many different family's. Let's just say none of them worked out well. Some people just wanted us for the child care money, other people just wanted us to do stuff for them. I remember this one guy who adopted us just so we would clean his bathroom for him. Each time we ran away. Some people gave us back to the orphanage after they had gotten their money or after we were done doing stuff for them. Other people had no intention of giving us back so we ran away but they always took us back to the orphanage.

Two years had past and we were still at the orphanage. I hated that place. I was scared I wanted to go home But I would never show my fear because of my little sister Lizzy. I was the shoulder she cried on and I had always looked out for her. When ever someone wanted to adopt just me I promised her I would run away and come back to her. I promised I would never leave her. If people only wanted to adopt her I would hold her hand and say it's all or nothing with us. I was the strong one that she counted on I was the one who planned everything. I thought it was just going to be me and her forever but I was wrong.

Every day in that place, that death trap, or orphanage I geuss you could call it, was torture. The food was horrible. The beds were uncomfortable. The people were just, I don't even want to say what the people were like. But we didn't belong there, we had a home we had a family, we had a life. Well we used to too.

Lizzy would always talk to me at night. She would say stuff about our old life. She would tell me about her 3rd grade class. She was supposed to be fifth grade right now. She told me she used to be so excited for fifth grade. She couldn't wait for the field trip at the end of the year. But she never got to go since we were taken out of school. She cried to me at night and I helped her fall asleep. But when she was asleep I had no one to cry too, so most nights I cried myself to sleep thinking of our old life.

The next day she came and changed everything

Hey guys so that was the second chapter of my brand new story "sisters" and I really hoped you guys enjoyed it. so I'm sorry that this chapter was really short like my first one but these two chapters are cliffhangers though I promise my next chapter will be really long as usual. Anyway I hope you guys enjoyed that chapter and are having an awesome day if not then I hope my story cheered you up. So I'll talk to you guys next week. Byyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeee