ANNIE'S POV
Hi, my name is Annie! I'm 13 years old and I like My Chem, Green Day and Black Sabbath. (A/N My dad RAISED me with Black Sabbath! If you woke me in the middle of the night I could sing Paranoid and Changes instantly without hestitating.)
"Hi Annie-Emo." The girl, Rossetta, says.
"Hi."
I walk up to the room I share with a 7-year old boy. I plug my headphones and listen to Changes with Black Sabbath.
I'm going through changes, I'm going through changes!
I hear the bell signalling that the food is ready. I slowly walk down. Now I'm feeling depressed again, my mood swings from happy to depressed in two seconds.
"What is it?" I ask one of the workers.
"Meat and potato, did you expect something fancier?" She snorts.
I mutter a 'No' and go throw some food on my plate. I sit down in the corner and eat my flawless potato and half cold meat, nice dinner, Annie. I see the fat boy, Guss, pouring on something that looks like ketchup. After I finished my food, is it even worth calling it so?, I go up to my room and do my daily exercise, push ups, sit ups, jumpingjacks, along with a few punches and kicks. I'm really good at fighting, I taught myself. I want to escape this place so bad. I brush my teeth and go to bed. I'm suffering from insomnia, so I get two hours most of sleep every night. About 2 am I hear the boy crying, he doesn't know I'm hearing him. My tears are gone, they dried up and became stone. I only cry when I feel extreme pain. I fall asleep, only for a couple of hours.
{Dream}
I follow mommy and daddy out to the car. They're both emotionless.
"Mommy, where are we gowing?" I asked her as I spin around in my tiny polkadot dress.
"To the zoo." She replies coldly. I jump into the car and mom fastens my seatbelt, and we drive a long time.
"Momwy are we there ywet?" I ask, bored of sitting still.
"No, but play with Mr. Bunny." She says handing me my plush rabbit, he has lost an eye, and his fur is a tangled mess. I hug him tightly. I hear daddy yelling at mommy in the front.
"LYNNE! Remember what we said!" He yells at my mom Lynne.
"Michael John River! Stop yelling at me!" Her voice goes to a whisper. "Annie's sitting behind us."
They park somewhere and I giggle as I jump out of the car. I run and hug mommy's leg. She looks down at me with a nervous smile and then brush me off her. My smile dies, and I see that I'm all alone again. I see daddy's Jeep driving off in the distance. I scream 'mom' and 'dad' as I run towards the car, my short 4-year old legs running as fast as they can.
This is no dream, it's a memory... It's the memory of my parents leaving me. I soon was found by police.
{End of dream}
I wake up 4 am and get up, no need to lay in bed and think about dark stuff and become even more depressed that I already am. I dress in a t-shirt that I made myself that says 'Get scared, I'm a child of satan' and on the back it says 'Get scared of the government, they are the monsters, not me' and a couple of ripped black skinny jeans. I listen to 'Down to the River' by Bruce Springsteen.
"BREAKFAST!" I hear workers calling for us.
"Hey, little dude, wake up." I say to the crybaby, as he's still asleep.
"I have a name." He mutters.
"Well, to bad I don't know it." I smile sarcastically.
"My name is Josh, and you?" The 7-year old says.
"I'm Annie."
"Thats a cool name." Josh smiles.
I shrug and go down the stairs, pouring up some porridge in my bowl and sitting down in my usual spot. I see Josh walking down the stairs, taking place between two other 7-year old girls and eating. I wish some one that liked MCR would move here.
After food I go up to my room and my very own world...
YOU ARE READING
ADOPTED BY MIKEY WAY
Teen FictionAnnie was an outcast, listening to My Chemical Romance and Green Day. The orphanage is slowly killing her, but then one of MCR's members come to adopt a child, and Annie meets Mikey Way.