Carry On

Running

This is the back story for the narrator of the story. Her name is Raven Bellemore. And the first chapter is her troubled childhood more about her past life will be brought up throughout the rest of the story. Enjoy :)

"Get back here!!"
"Stop!"
"THEIF!"
"Someone stop her!"
I swear I'll never get sick of those words. I mean I hear them everyday...everyday...sadly, everyday. I've always been running from them too... Ha, funny. They only get said because I get caught....
I take what I need to get along.

It wasn't always like this. I did have that normal life you can say. I had a mother, a little house, small but comfortable. It was huge to me since I was only a little girl. But it all ended when I turned 5.

My mother told me we were gonna go for a small drive. I thought we were going to dad's grave like we usually did on my birthday, it was also the anniversary of his death. But we didn't go to the graveyard...we walked into a hospital like building, I remember the walls being so white that they looked like a shiny castle on the inside. But this was no place for Fairy Tails, this place was a mental institution for children. My mother took my hands and said in a whisper "I love you my Raven, be strong".... Then she was gone. I cried when she left.... My heart broke into a million pieces, she was the only thing I had in my life at the time, I had no Father, no Grandparents, not even Aunts or Uncles, but now I didn't even have a mother. I didn't even understand why she just left me there, I wasn't crazy.

After about a couple of months in that mental hospital, I was put into a home for lost children, an orphanage. For the rest of my life I was in and out of foster care, went threw so many foster parents....I lost count after 22. I started to run away from them at 12. Especially the ones who tried to get close to me.

Being on the open road, some stolen cash to make a Nutella and banana sandwich....now that is heaven to me. Who needs a "family" when you have your self. I don't understand why the system is trying to look for me still, there just going to drag me back to another foster parent then I'll just run again like I always do. I'm 17 years old in a couple of months I'll be 18. Just leave me be. That's my philosophy.