GAINED...BUT LOST

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Remember how i said that Cindy May was alive? SCRATCH THAT! I'm dead. D-E-A-D!! Literally there is good news-and bad.  Which one should go first? Lets see...THE GOOD ONE OBVIOUSLY. 

  Well... I was hoping for a family to adopt me today and...THEY DID!! yay! Now you guys might b thinking 'does this relate to the bad news?' in fact ladies and gents...it does. Sadly. All that hope that I gained... Just blew away. It went down the drain. Poof! Gone! 

Okay now the thank you for those was that this family was a total hypocrite.  They were acting all nice and friendly to me which gave me a hope boost but...as soon as we got home-it all changed. EVERY SINGLE THING! I started sobbing in the room they gave me-it's not even a room! You know what my room is? It's the small cramped up cupboard under the staircase! (Something like in Harry Potter but tinier without a window.) Ugh!!! Me no likey!

Technically...this is my first day with them..we'll see how tomorrow goes. There is something i hate...they don't have kids either. I'm lonely. No one my age or younger. How pathetic.  So why couldn't they give me a room upstairs? Here's why. They. Are. Cruel.  Crueler than any cruel family i have ever...ever met! 

   Ugh. Life. I wish I had someone to talk to...not like talking to myself which i have been doing and...it proves I'm crazy. Now that I think about it...I'm starving. I have- I mean they haven't given me anything to eat. At all. Oh well...I'm use to it anyways. Not a big deal. I tried to myself but..i know it fake. 'why do i have to always go through this? Why can't i have a perfect life? A perfect family? That's all i ask for...is that to much?'  I 'm about to go to sleep. I'm not gonna bother about food anymore.

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    I woke up with a growling stomach and stared around the room...'I want to get out of this place..i can't even see..it's pitch black in here. No window to have light shine in from the outside-not even a lamp in here. Is it morning or da-'  

   My thought was suddenly interrupted  by loud banging on the door. "GET UP LITTLE GIRLY!!!! THE DOOR IS OPEN GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!!!! THE HOUSE ISN'T GOING TO CLEAN ITSELF!!!", my "dad" said. Tears well up in my eyes and I'm on the brick of sobbing but, i fight the tears back and get up. 

Slowly I open the door and come face to face the devil itself.  "Wow...your alive? Why didn't you die last night eh??", I flinch at his words-bad mistakes. He grunts and grabs me by my hair  which causes me to let out a painful yelp. When we reach the kitchen he tosses me in there right by my "mom".  I look up her with teary eyes and i can't believe i actually thought she would rub my cheek but-she slaps me. SLAPS M-E! I guess that was enough to tick me off so..i attacked her. 

"OH MY GOD YOU SON OF A B-LUIS!! LUIS!!!!!!!!!!" she screams, and he comes running in. "MARTHA!" he looks at me. He walks over to me as I start to scoot backwards saying sorry. "Sorry?? EH!"  *SLAP*. Right across my face. Tears spill out of my eyes, and before he can grab me, I push past him and run. Hearing him yell from behind me makes me run faster, and I reach the front door which I flung open. Running out screaming hoping someone will come to my aid.  

Of course some people come and by the time I turn around, I find myself in the middle of the road with a car about to crash into me. 

                                             I let out a scream.

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HEY  EVERYONE!! soooooooooooooooooooooooooooo sorry I haven't uploaded in a long LONG time! I have been busy but.  who have been patient enough! It's my winter break so i finally got time to upload my story! Let me know what you guys think of the story now! leave comments and a few suggestions! Vote to! Thanks and i may upload tomorrow!

All I ask is for you to be patient. I try to find time to write so I only may have drafts. Thanks guys I love you!! :)

                 


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