When was she ever going to shut up. It felt like she had been talking for hours.
Trying to ignore her I stare out the window to my left. Outside the window I could see rolling hills. The road ahead was very windy and wooded, not like the city streets I was typically common with.
Hell, how would I be common with anything. I had moved to five different citys and schools in the last year.
It's not like I didn't like any of those places. I actually made quite a few friends in the short time I was there. I just wished that I could have stayed longer.
Why? You may ask did I have to move so often. It was because of Kyle's work.
I call my "father" Kyle because I knew he wasn't my real father.
I guess I should say right now, que sobby cleci back story.
As always my mother died when I was young, only three, how I'm not going to say. It brings back some bad memories.
Like this one boy when I was eight, he called my mom something in the middle of Luchroom.
Two hours later they found him with his face bashed in with a text book, he never looked the same.
Let's just say I've grown a temper over the years.
You may ask where my dad is during all this. Well you wouldn't be doing much when you put a bullet through your own brain.
So I've been living in orphanages up until a year ago.
That's when Kyle and Lisa had adopted me.
And that is how I've ended up having to move around some much.
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No Man's Land
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