Casey has arrived to her new house. Now at the age of ten, she has a new family. Her new family were called the Jacksons. She has two new brothers and a new pair of sober parents. Jared and Joey were her new brothers. Jared was 11 and Joey was 8. She had her own room in the color of purple and black. "Hello Casey welcome to our home. My name is Martha but you can call me Mom." "Hi" I said in a shy voice. "Hello Casey my name is Jacob but please, call me Dad. These are my two sons Jared and Joey. Hope your time here is amazing." I couldn't feel myself. I felt nervous, sad, shy, and small. I don't know whats wrong. Maybe because Jared is actually really cute. But I can't date my new "brother".
*Few Weeks Later*
"CASEY!!" Joey yelled from the bathroom. "YES MIDGET?!?!" I yelled back. "CAN YOU GET MY TOWEL?!" "NOO ASK YOUR BROTHER!!" "WHATEVER YOUR NO HELP!!" This was our every morning routine. Today was first day of school. My birthday was just next week and I was so happy. "KIDS YOU'RE GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!!" Mom yelled. We all rushed to the car. Dad has just gotten a new car. He got a Mercedes Benz in white. He wanted us to ride in style. All of the boys were looking at me cause I had really nice clothes on. My family is very rich. When I got to class I could tell all the girls were talking about me. I never asked for this. There was only one open seat next to my brother. I sat there of course. Then girls kept saying that I like him but I didn't because he was my new brother. After school we all went home. Repeated the process the next day.
*Next Week*
I was woken up to a surprise of pancakes and a candle. ITS MY BIRTHDAY!! I'm finally 11!!!!! When I started walking down the stairs, money was all over the floor. So I started to pick it up. It lead into my parents room. Then I see a big box. What's in it? I open it and oh my gosh...It's a puppy!!
*5 years later*
My life started to turn upside down. At my Sweet 16, my grandmother had a stroke. She told me all these good quotes and positive messages when I was sad or mad. The day after my party she was never herself. She used to be my best friend. Now she can't remember me. I felt lonely and sad. I turned crazy mostly. By the time I was 17 I started drinking. I felt alone. Crazy. Lonely.
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Piece of Cake #wattys2016
RomanceLittle 9 year old Casey has a crazy life. By the time she's 18, it gets even crazier. Her grandma always told her, "Life is a piece of cake, once you get the hand of it." Passing through her battles and good times, you better wish her luck.
