Chained To You

chapter 2: Nightmare or dream?

I was running through the forest trees branches hit my legs and thorns cut my arms. But I didn't stop running I wanted to but couldn't. I stopped when I came to a house. I sat outside until the door opened and I went inside. I couldn't see anymore. I was in a black bag. I was chucked on the floor and left there. I could hear faint voices and footsteps getting closer and closer. The bag I was in was picked up and was dragged up what felt like stairs. I was placed down again. Before the top of the bag opened and I crawled out like a lost pup. I held my arms close to my chest. I was shaking and as soon as I started looking around the room it went black.

I woke up with a start. I was breathing heavily and sweat dripped down my face. What was that? A dream or a nightmare? I tried to shake it off and go back to sleep but I couldn't. I rolled over to see it was 10am. I dragged my body out of bed and went to look in the mirror  again. Wow! My hair is a mess. I grabbed the hairbrush and brushed my hair. While I did that I thought about last nights dream or nightmare. Was it trying to tell me something? I dunno. I grabbed a top and some jeans and went off the get changed. After I got changed I sat there until I heard a click from the door. My brother had let me out to get something to eat. 

I slumped downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and made some breakfast. Next was my mum she came down, slapped me then made herself breakfast. She found out about last night then. I walked into the living room and turned on the TV. I grabbed the home phone and phoned charlie to see if she wanted to meet up today. She went to ask her mum. When she did my mum shouted to me saying I was grounded. As soon as charlie came back I told her I was grounded and hung up. I hated my mum sometimes. My one chance to get away and I couldn't because of my stupid mum. 

I stormed back upstairs again and loudly slammed the door behind me. I was stuck in the house for another day. When will I get to leave? I lay on my bed hugging a pillow and thinking about the future. I lay there thinking about what I had done wrong. Nothing! I had done nothing wrong but somehow I was still grounded. I then noticed a carrier bag in the corner of my room. I walked over and looked inside. There was another 3 carrier bags inside. I left them and walked over to my sofa. I sat there and looked out the window at the birds. The birds who could fly away and never return. The birds who where free. Oh why couldn't I be a bird.

I sat there and thought about my dad. A single tear fell down my face and onto the floor. Why can't he come back? I miss him so much. I want to hug him and tell him how much I love him. Ever since Dad died Terry has been the favorite one. When dad was alive we where treated the same. But now Terry gets everything and I'm pushed aside like I am not as important. I do all the chores and work. I  work out taxes and become a puntching bag for when terry is bored. When paul comes round I am locked in my room. They think I am a disgrace to the family. But the only disgrace is them. They are the wrong ones. I am normal.

so what did you think? Amelias life is tough. Do you think she will ever escape her crazy family? 

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~migitgems