Charli is a 15year old with a passion for wrestling and soccer.
What happened when she leaves her toxic orphanage and finds a face she knows
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I was out at a footy ground not far from the hell disguises as a orphanage I was kicking the soccer ball till just before sun down around 5:55 - 50-ish I grabbed my bag and phone and made my way back to the orphanage its wasn't far but it does get a bit tiring and chilly too.. buttt oh well I had a jacket
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As Charli walked in the care worker greeted her at the door yet this wasn't ever a warm welcome but she was met with the usual stern stance and angry expression. "Charli this is every day this week we are on Friday now and you have missed dinner every day. What do you have to say for yourself?" The care worker tutted. Before Charli could answer some other kids joined in, in attempt to wind Gracie up. "Ooo someone's in trouble" one child piped up "She's probably too busy combing her hair or playing with a football" another chimed in. "Ugh would you just shut it!" Charli yelled catching the whole congregation of people in the hallway by surprise
"Charli Myers I will have none of that attitude in this house apologise now!" The care worker instructed. "No, they are the ones getting involved and didn't even let me explain myself they are the ones you should be telling off" Charli pleaded shoving past the group rather aggressively although not harming anyone. "TO YOUR ROOM NOW!" The care worker shouted
Charli scoffs before walking to her room and slamming the door
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After being shouted at by Leanne the care worker I was done I could feel my anxiety getting worse and anger radiating through me I hadn't meant to push the group the anger got the better of me. I grabbed my school backpack and began to pack a bag, I knew I couldn't pack much, not that I had much but I had to be very minimal. I packed up my judgment day shirt and hoodie along with a pair of leggings, my toothbrush, hairbrush and makeup, charger and my football boots. I grabbed my phone shoving it in my pocket and lifted up the window slowly avoiding making much of a sound.
I threw my bag down and slipped out and climbed down and I jumped the fence and ran I didn't care we're just far.. far far away...
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A/N
First proper chapter p.s do not expect it to be like this all the time I'm not a good writer ok well I hope we like it :) :) 430 words
