The one

New hope

Hey guys this is a new book hope you enjoy it!! Comment and vote!! The pic is what heaven looks like.. Enjoy!!!
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I woke up in a daze. i was in a hospital bed... again. I had a ivy in my arm and my head throbbed. I went to touch it, but winced at the severe pain that shot through the cut. Just then the nurse came in. But she didn't come alone. Another young woman came in. Not too young maybe late twenties, she looked quite wealthy. "hello dear. How are ya feeling?" The nurse asked me in a sweet tone. While sitting on the edge of my hospital bed. "I'm okay thanks." I said. Then the real problem hit me. "Where are they? I-I'm going to get punished! I'm not supposed to be here!" I panicked, looking frantically around the room. The nurse rushed towards me and tried to soothe me. "Where are they at?! Please don't let them near me. I've been a good girl I swear!" I stated tears streaming down my face. "Shhh- honey. Your parents have been arrested. Your finally safe." She cooed. I looked at her with all shock. "I'm free?.." I asked looking at her. "Yes love your free." she said. I looked at the other woman forgetting her presence. She had tears in her eyes and she was covering her mouth with her hand. "Who is she?" I asked curiously. Even at the age of seventeen I'm a curious person I always have been curious. It's a habit. " This is Sharon, your aunt." she stated. I looked at her closely and noticed that she had the features of my mother. Her short blonde hair, blue eyes, strait nose. It was like looking at my mother. Fear instantly struck me. Replays of being hit in the head with a bottle of jack last night by my mother ran through my head. My dad was there while she beat me. He watched... he looked so amused.. almost as if enjoying the show. After she hit me the last time after what seemed like a hundred times all I remembered was laying in a puddle of my own blood. I looked away from Sharon she looked exactly like her. " Sharon is here to take care of you for now on dear. I can assure you, you are safe now."
The woman introduced herself as Sharon lee miller. Her husband died last year and left her his company that he formally owned. That is how she became so wealthy. We actually had a pretty good time together in my tiny hospital room we laughed at her embarrassing moments she has had, we cried talking about my abusive life. And finally I fell asleep.
The next day as I waited for Sharon to fill out my release papers I looked at the bruises and cuts all over my arms memories flash in my mind.but I quickly dismissed them when Sharon approached me. "You ready kiddo?" She asked happily. "As ready as I'll ever be." I stated.
We drove about a good three hours until we came across a big house . it was a beautiful stone structure home with a large yard and a big garage to the side.
Inside was beautiful and smelled like fresh baking. My home always smelled of grey goose and weed. This memory brought tears to my eyes.