-Rosie's p.o.v.-
I was in the car on the way to my new family. My mom died when I was 5 and, my dad well he left me in front of a adoption center. Since then I've been to 4 foster families and now it's my 5th. They moved me around so much because no one wants me. Maybe thats why my dad left. I guess I'm not good enough for anyone. We pulled up to a small house. I got out, and put the hood over my head. I walked up to the door with the lawyer person. He looked at me "Be good please." I shook my head. He knocked and a seconds later the door opened. A women about in her twenties greeted us. I think she said her name was Lillian. David the lawyer his goodbyes and left.
"So Rosie I'll show you to your room, so you can unpack and then we can get to know each other." She said. I looked around the room. It wasn't that huge but wasn't too small. It had a bathroom and a full body mirror. The bed spreads were black and blue, my favorite colors. I put my clothes away and walked downstairs. Lillian was in the kitchen pulling out something from the oven. It smelled good. I smelled something sweet but, then something like pizza. I walked in and stood there awkwardly.
"I made pizza and cake, do you mind helping me ice it. Then we can put some Oreos on top." It all sounded pretty good but I never really eat a lot. It was starting to make me hungry just looking at it. "Well are you coming?" I smiled and walked over to the cake. She handed me the the icing, oreos, and sprinkles. She told me that the pizza only had 10 more minutes. I grabbed the spatula and iced the cake. Some of the icing got on my fingers and I licked it. I was starting to get more hungrier. I aligned the Oreos all over the cake.
"Looks yummy. Can't wait to eat it." She said with a smile on her face. She seems like she has that bubbly personality. She seems like she is too happy. Then there's me the the quiet antisocial one. No one even knows that I'm in the room sometimes cause I'm so quiet. After I'm done with placing the Oreos I stand there looking at it. It makes me think of my life. The cake is me, and the sprinkles are the happy moments, but then are covered with darkness. A loud beeping noise distracts me from my thoughts. Lillian pulls the pizza out. She tells me where the plates are and I grab two. She pulls out two glasses and some soda. Wow does she normally have all this food? We make our plates of pizza and sit down at the table.
"So Rosie tell me about yourself."
I look up and hesitate before I answer. "Well um I'm 17 and... I have moved around a lot." I stop speaking not knowing what to say. She smiles. "Your a senior right?" I shake my head "Good I have you're school information in my bag." She tells me about the school till we're both finished with our pizza. She cuts the cake and hands me some. I dig in and taste heaven. After we're done we rinse our plates and she tells me that she has to go to bed for work. Thank goodness I don't have to go to school till Wednesday. I walk up to my room and plop down on my bed. I quickly change into some comfy pajamas and get under the covers.
~Dream~
I walked in it was dark and everybody's eyes we're on me. I slowly moved forward and people began to whisper. The bell rang and I was left alone lost in an uncomfortable state. Something was moving towards me, not something, someone. He had something behind his back. He got closer and I stepped back. I felt another figure behind me. I gasped and saw 4 more people. I had nowhere to go. I tried to escape but I was.knocked down on the ground. They began to kick me and hit me. They wouldn't stop my screams were loud but no one else heard or came to my rescue. The first guy pulled out a knife from behind his back and bent down. "Sweet dreams" He laughed and stabbed my stomach. They left and all that was left was me. A bloody girl, whose screams could not be heard, dead on the high school floor.
Sorry it took me awhile had practice and studying for midterm. Hope that it is still good. Please comment and rate/vote.❤
