Fashion.....

Giselle and my story

"Ahhhhhh",I screamed.

Giselle was hit me with something, I didn't know what it was but it stung. I was knocked out but at least I would had time to think. I always wanted her to stop abusing me but I never had the courage to stand up to her. Giselle is my adopted mother and she gets money to keep me so she's never gonna send me away. She made me do her work and abused me if she was mad.

I always had a dream and I knew how to sew because Giselle always made me mend her clothes and that dream was to become a fashion designer. I don't know if that's who I'll end up being, but that's what I want to be.

"Go, get my purse you demon child!!!!! I always hated you, I should return you to the Orphanage." She hollered at me.

I never felt bad when she said those things because I knew she never cared and she never will. After my mom died I have been in the orphanage. Let me be clear.....IT SUCKS!!! When my mom died it was the worst thing that happened to me.

We were on the way to go get some fabric because my mom she was a tailor at a small store and she didn't get much of a salary either. I was being a kid and skipping past a bunch of cars before I knew it I was in the middle of the street.

"watch out Vanessa!!!!!!!!"

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep"

The car came rushing at me trying to skid to a stop but failing.

My mom yeling at me and cussing like crazy pushed me back endangering her own life.

All I knew was that my mother had risked her life but saved mine......

( I'm sorry if I got a little carried away with the sad part)