Nicole's POV
It's been exactly 10 years. 10 years that I've been in this shit hole I call a home. I was seven years old when I first came here, sure, when I was younger everyone wanted to adopt me, but needless to say, I was destructive and I always found my way to escape through a window. You can't blame me though, especially what I've been through..
(11 years ago..)
"Mommy! Look at me! Look at me!" I giggle out, jumping up and down on the ripped dirty mattress I call bed.
"Nicky, can you please stop" my mommy yells at me.I do as she says, and I sit down. I get bored and I begin rolling around. I roll to her and fall off the mattress, slamming my head on the hard solid floor. I start crying but each second I get more louder and over-dramatic.
She screams at me back, "NICOLE I TOLD YOU TO STOP JUMPING AROUND" she says, "THATS WHAT YOU GET" I don't remember what happened next, all I remember feeling a stinging pain on my left cheek and crying myself to sleep
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My daddy came in through the front door. He seemed a little bit clumsy. He had my babysitter, Mandy, under his arm. I don't think daddy saw me because he walked forward and began touching Mandy. I don't even think daddy knew mommy was home either.
I hid under the table. Just a few moments later, I saw mommies feet coming through the hallway. She saw Mandy.
"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS" Mommy screams. "MICHAEL YOU SON OF A BITCH" she grabs Mandy's hair and drags her to the kitchen. Daddy begins yelling and pushes mommy against the wall. I plug my ears and shut my eyes, doing the same thing Ive been doing everyday. But this time.. It was different..
I wake up looking at my surroundings remembering where I am, I crawl out of under the table and stand up. I scream at the sight. I see my mommy lifeless on the kitchen floor with red stains all over the walls and pretty much everywhere. I run into the living room hoping I can wake up from my nightmare. That's when I see Mandy, she looks worst than mommy.. Wait..
Where's daddy??
I hear some sniffling and silent cries coming from the bedroom, I'm really scared right now.. I slowly open the door making a creaking sound. "Daddy?..." I turn my head and walk slowly around the bed.
"DADDY!" I cry out as I see him point a gun at his forehead. I try to get closer to him, but that's when I hear a clicking sound and a loud gun fire.
I scream and fall to the ground sobbing in my hands. I think the neighbors heard because they're pounding on the door saying that they called the police. I just stay on the floor maniacally crying next to my daddy's lifeless dead body...
(End of flashback)
Well long story short; After years and years of trying to get me adopted, it's useless. Nobody wants me and I honestly couldn't care less. I'm turning eighteen by next month and once I'm a legal adult, I don't have to live at that foster care shit place anymore. Yay.
There's only one problem with my theory. I don't know anyone and I have no job, money, life, friends, and not even a phone dammit. Well, I do have my skateboard, and I have this little corner I go to everyday and do some tricks and people seem to be impressed by my skateboard tricks and they put money in my beanie. Hey! That's a start! Right?..
Actually, now that I think about it, I'm just gonna go to that corner right now, and most likely go to in n out afterwards. I could kill for a burger.
A/N: hi guys. It's karlizzle up in the house. Ok I'll stop.. I'm sorry..
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This book may seem really lame right now, but this was pretty much a filler and an introduction to the story so please don't judge the book so fast. I PROMISE IT WILL GET BETTER. I love you guys :)))))))
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