Lost Girl

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Miaa POV
March 3rd

**Nightmare**

Gasping for air, and running for my life with him hot on my tail, chasing me through an empty park. I felt cold air constantly blow against my face that were once covered with streaming tears, but now dried. I felt warm hands on my mouth and stomach he'd just caught my now drained body. As bad as I wanted to scream, I knew he'd only slap me and tell me to shut up.

"LETS GO AND DON'T U DARE TRY TO RUN BITCH!" he scowled
Over and over again I prayed for someone to come and save me from my cousin's boyfriend Chad.

Chad let me go! Please I'm begging you! I screamed out of fear.

** Nightmare Over**

Waking up from a horrible memory that replayed over and over in my head I sighed, wiping the tears and sweat that had formed. Sitting up from my bed and pulling the covers off of me I decided to get my day started I looked over the clock that read 12:35pm.

" Knock Knock , Mia are you up sweety ?" My foster mom Milaa asked coming in my room.

"Yes" I responded blankly looking up at her and stepping in my pink soft slippers.

"Well um... Breakfast been out on the table I'll fix your plate and leave it in the microwave" she spoke with a worried look on her face. "Mia are u okay sweety you looked like you've been crying."

"Yea Milaa I'm fine thank you." I smiled weakly at her, she stood there for a few then left while shutting the door behind her. Grabbing the things I'd need for my shower I went into the bathroom. I sat the materials on my blue marble counter, I turned the water on so it can get hot and started to brush my teeth for a good 5 minutes. Once I was done I stripped myself from my shorts, tank top, bra and boyshorts underwear. After undressing myself I stepped into the now steaming hot water , I didn't bother to put any cold water on. After I showered I wrapped the towel around me and went into my walk-in closet.
Grabbing something simple, a red shirt with matching sweatpants, I didn't feel like dressing up today because its Saturday which means I have dance class at 2:30. After I dried off, put lotion on & got dress I grabbed my all black purse stuffing things I'll need throughout the day, my phone and my charger included and made my way downstairs.

"Milaa have u seen my all black hat & my Jordan's ?" I questioned

"Girl what pair of Jordan's are u talking about u know u have over a hundred pair and your hat is in the closet" she joked

"Haha the black red and white ones" I responded

"Oh yeah check in the closet for both of those items, warm up your breakfast and eat its 1:57"

"K", after I ate I went to the closet to get my hat but my foster brother Joey whose 17 blocked me. "Give me a ride to the movies, I'll pay u" he bribed

"No nigga move , I have dance class" I snapped

He smacked his teeth and walked away.