Chapter one: To live and let go

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Jasmine's p.o.v

I woke up to the sound of my alarm, I looked at the time 8 am lovely. I heard my caregiver Mia start banging on the door telling me to get up and get ready. The teacher was going to be here in 15 minutes so that left me no time to eat which really didn't matter me, I didn't eat breakfast I just gave it to one of the younger kids at the orphanage they needed the food more than I did. I rolled out of bed and quickly got into the shower. When I came out I grabbed my black high wasted skinny jeans and my orange tie dye 'Chelsea Grin' shirt. I then put back on my many bracelets, I walked back into the bathroom and turned on my straighter as I waited for it to heat up I applied my make-up which was just simple water line eyeliner, mascara and some chap stick. When I heard that annoying little buzz from the straightener, I brushed out my now dry hair and straighten my red and black hair. I finished, grabbed my books and walked down the stairs into the common room, where I have class every Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I only have to go three times a week because I'm technically a 10th grader but my mind works at a college level.

"You're late miss Jasmine, again" Abby, my teacher said to me in a monotone voice not even bothering to look up at me because she could already tell it was me.

"Sorry Abby I kind of over slept" which was a lie I just didn't feel like getting out of bed this morning, which was normal but I just force myself to get out of bed.

"Yeah whatever turn to page 182 chapter 41 in your chemical reaction book and answer the pages on 186 as a warm up then let me know when you're done " she said, helping Missy a little second grader.

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It was now 3:30 and I finally finished all my work so now it was time for me to go to work. I'm the oldest at the orphanage I'm 16 so I have a job to help Mia pay somethings, and so I can treat myself and the younger kids. Work at the local mall's Hot Topic I get free clothes sometimes so that's a plus. I walked into the store and said hello to Cameron and told him he was free to go.

"Hey I know you're off tomorrow, but we are kind of shorthanded for a huge event tomorrow. Would you mind coming in tomorrow around say eleven to help set up, you'll get paid extra." Cameron asked before he walked out.

" Yeah no problem I don't have class tomorrow so I should be able to come in" I shrugged

" You're truly wonderful Jas bless you!" Cameron said blowing a kiss to me just before walking out.

I walked around the store making sure everything was in order before walking over to the CD player and putting on the Fallout album by Crown The Empire and just waited by the cash register.

Today wasn't one of the busy days so after about 5 hours and not a lot of people later, Jenna came and took my place. We said our hellos and goodbyes, and I was off home I had to take two buses and walk a few blocks until I was finally back at the orphanage.

I walked into the living room where Mia was watching television, which I'm guessing since its nine in the afternoon all the other kids are asleep.

"Hey Mia I have to go to work tomorrow around eleven because there is an event and I'm getting paid extra so we can get extra money to get more snacks for the kids" I said while standing in the door way.

" Oh Jasmine you do so much for these kids but nothing for yourself you're going to do great things later in life." she said to me looking as if she was about to cry.

" Thanks Mia I wish I could stay up and talk but I'm tired so I'm going to go to sleep good night." I said trying to change the subject from myself.

" Good night love sleep well" Mia replied turning back to the television.

I walked up the stairs into my room and turned on the light and looked into the mirror, I broke down crying. I don't know how much longer I can put up with this act that I've been playing for so long. I'm tired of doing everything for others but nothing for myself. I hate being around people, I secretly cut myself, I have horrible panic attacks, I cry myself to sleep almost every night, I wake up to nightmares, I get 3 hours of sleep a night, and most of all I'm a sixteen-year-old girl whose parents gave her up when she was only two. I'm so loved.

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