Emily's P.O.V
"Ughh" I groan as the sun shines brightly through my small window. I shift my body and land on my arm which shoots pain everywhere on my arm. I forgot I had my cuts there. The cuts that make me feel alive and feel a little better about my "situation". I had them all over my arms and was running out of room for more which made me worried about what I would do when I actually had no more room to cut. But now was not the time to even think about that.
I look at my clock and see that it was 7:00. "Crap I'm late for breakfast!" I run down stairs in my long sleeved shirt and pants. But when I got downstairs everyone was already putting away their dishes in the sink and going about there business. I always miss the meals! Plus today we had a a small bowl of oatmeal! That is the most food we have ever gotten! We usually just get half a slice of toast! I was so mad with my self and hungry.
I'm always hungry we never really eat alot here. Sometimes I think I would be better off living with my mom. Even though she would hit me and cut me and throw things at me there was always food in the fridge.
(Flashback)
"EMILY!!!!!!" I ran into my closet and hid behind my pink blanket that I had since I was 3. "I have a visitor for you sweetie!" I could tell that she had that evil smile on. The smile I will never forget. The way her chapped lips pulled up the side of her face and her dimples hung near the side of her smile. And the way her eyes would get darker as she stared me.
She swung open the closet door and my thoughts were confirmed. There she was smiling at me. She grabbed my wrist and threw me against the wall. I kept my eyes staring at my feet. That was until I saw a man about 5'7 standing in my door way staring at me licking his lips. "Do what ever you want to her!"
I heard my mother scream. "I will be waiting downstairs when you are done" She laughed then shut the door
(end of flashback)
I looked up and realized I was in the bathroom that I shared with 11 other girls on this hall. In the mirror I did not see myself. I saw a skinny girl who usually had deep blue eyes but now had eyes that were red and baggy . She looked scared and just completly broken. Then again that was me.
I was broken out of my trance when i heard loud banging at the bathroom door.
"Hey! If anyone is in here Ms.Rodriguez wants everyone downstairs now!"
"crap" I whispered. That meant someone was looking to adopt. I hurried downstairs and lined up with all the other girls that lived on my hall. We all patiently waited for Ms. Rodriguez to bring in the couple who was looking for a kid to adopt. Everyone was whispering hoping they got picked by a nice and rich family who would treat them like their own child. I couldnt help but wish the same thing except I didnt care if they were rich or not I just wanted someone to love me.
At that moment we saw Ms.Rodriguez walk in with a kind smile. She was always nice to us even though she was only the cook/receptionist. If I ever missed breakfast she would sneek me a piece of toast after she had cleaned everyones dishes.
I could see the look of confusion on all of our faces when we saw five Teenage boys walk in the room. Was this a joke? Was this seriously happening right now? Was she really going to let these "boys" adopt one of us? I looked down at the floor trying not to make eye contact with any of them. I looked up slightly and saw a boy who looked a little older than the rest of them catch my eye. He was staring at me with a kind smile. At least I thought it was kind. What was I thinking they were all probably wanting to just adopt one of us then rape us! I could see him look away from me then whisper something into all the other boys ears. They all looked up and they were staring at me. Crap are they going to pick me?
After a while they went back out of the room and Ms.Rodriguez closed the door. Phew that was close I thought they were going to pick... My thoughts were interupted when Ms.Rodriguez walked back in the room and called my name. "Emily Cho" OMG they picked me! My mind was spinning as all the girls tured to stre at me. I stepped forward and my eyes started watering. This was not going to end well. I would just end up back here even more hurt and confused. She held my hand and walked me to my room and waited for me to pack all of my belongings into a small blue duffel bag. "Emily"
"yes Ms.Rodriguez?" "If anything happens please call me or the police ok sweetie?" This just made me cry. I ran up to her and hugged her. "Please don't make me go!" "I am sorry Emily I can't do anything about it"
I looked up and saw one of the boys standing in the door way. He had curly dark hair and A few tatoos on his left arm. He looked so confused and I was really hoping he hadn't heard what I said. I was released from my hug from Ms.Rodriguez. And she ushered me towards the door.
This day was going to be a hard journey.
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FanficEmily age 13 has been in and out of foster homes and adoptions since as early as she can remember. She wanted to be adopted into a loving family like any other kid in an orphanage. Her childhood was more like a nightmare including all the abuse you...