I woke to the sound of a beap. I slowly open my heavy eyes, bright light consumes my vission. I blink a few times, then every thing settles back into place. "Esme?" A soft voice calls. I slowly move my head to see the owner of the voice. Her ginger hair is curly and in a messy bun. Her glasses black making her blue eyes pop. She's wearing blue baggy denims. with a black and white striped shirt and a light brown coat. Her pale skin brings out her freckles.
"I'm Maxine. I'll be helping you a proper home." She says, skimming her eyes over my face. "I'm sorry for what happened to you." She says sadly and angrily. "What happened." I croak. She gives me a small sad smile. "Your foster dad hit you, and you fell hitting your head on the stairs. I came as soon as I heard." She explains quickly.
I frown... I can't remember that at all. All I can remember is a boy begging me to stay with him. I shake the tought out of my head. "What happens now?" I ask. She gives me a bigger sweeter smile now.
"Now you'll go to a safe and loving home. I promise." She says.
But I can't help but feel like I was home, somewhere... maybe not even in this world. There was a home... messy but still my home.
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The Fallen Stars
FantasyThis is a story about the descendants of Peter Pan and Captain Hook. When Esme was three, her parents were murdered... now, after moving from foster home to foster home her whole life, she finally found a home. But is it the one she hoped for? Or sh...
