Lost

Chapter 7

Belle's POV

I lost my parents. No, that's not right.  I found them at the hospital, but they are gone. Not gone as in they left, becasue they are still at the hospital but...this is hard to explain. Maybe this is why death is hard for children to grasp. I first witnessed the horrors of death when my pet goldfish died after the very first day. I was 5 when this happened. My parents told me my fish was 'gone'. I knew Albert wasn't gone, so I was confused. It looked like the same fish from the outside, but what I failed to see was that on the inside it was dead. But this time it is different...my parents do not look the same as they did a couple hours ago. If I didn't know any better, they could be monsters, the kind that hunt you down and want to ruin your life. My life is ruined. I realize that this may be an exaggeration, but technically my life is over. I have no one. If I had an older sister or brother, they would help through this difficult situation I am currently suffering in. But I have no one. I am in a car with a complete stranger that wants to take me to an orphanage. An orphanage. Do you know what that is? I did not until this concept was explained to me. It is a place where orphans like me can live and be happy. Happy. I can never be happy again. Not ever. Yes, this is the conclusion I have made in the 45 minutes I have been in this old, rusty blue car with a very talkative lady, who can't seem to stop talking about whatever it is she can't seem to stop talking about. My eyes stare at the window for a good five seconds, quite a change from sitting and staring at my lap in sadness. 

It's raining. Of course it' raining...Everything is going wrong today. Very wrong. I just want to go home and be with my mommy and daddy. I wish cars were never invented! If cars weren't here then my mommy would still be here and I wouldn't be going to the orphanage because I wouldn't be an orphan. I want to go back to the hospital. Maybe my parents aren't really gone and they'll wake up soon. I need to go back. They must be worried about me.

"Excuse me! We need to go back. I need to see my mommy and daddy." I do my best to act like a big girl, but my voice comes out cracked and pitchy and a little hoarse from crying silently in the car.

"Look, is your name Belle? Okay Belle, I thought we talked about this. You don't have a mommy and daddy. You are an orphan. Wanna know where orphans live? In orphanages. That's where I'm taking you." The lady checks her makeup in the car mirror and doesn't even bother to show a little compassion, kindness or even the slightest trace of feelings.

"But what about my grandma? We left my grandma back there! I should probably go back before she gets worried and gets another fibrid-illation again." I turn my head backwards to see rain drops splattered on the car window...and a road that will take me back to my grandma.

"Oh, poor thing. You actually think you're grammy is gonna live? Belle, she is like a 100 year old woman-"

"She's only 60-"

"Shut up! It's rude to interrupt someone. Did your mother ever teach you any manners? Oh that's right. She's dead..."

Her words traumatize me. I don't speak until we reach our desination 13 minutes later and when I do speak it is to tell the lady my birthday....

Flashback:

"Eh. Name? Belle. We don't need a last name. Age? Umm..she's like 5 years-no 6. Nah...oh whatever. Birthday? Hmm.." the lady murmurs aloud while she is filling out  some forms.

"Today." I mutter under my breath in a shaky voice.

"What? Speak louder." The lady turns me around roughly and gives me the evil eye.

"Today is my birthday." I cringe under her evil, cold glare.

"Oh...happy birthday. Wow that's depressing...

The next thing I know, I am in a room filled with other girls. They all have frowns on their faces, just like me...

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