Mystery girl's POV
I really wanted that sandwich and I felt very mean to just walk off, but Mummy had told me not to talk to strangers and not to accept food off of them.
I went back the next day and she was watching me.
She came out with a slice of chocolate cake trying to bribe me.
"It's good I promise," She said.
I look the cake since I hadn't eaten since yesterday at breakfast and ate it quickly.
"Was that nice, sweetie??" She asked.
I nodded, nervously.
"Would you like some more food??" She asked.
I shook my head, even though I did.
"What's is your name, sweetie??" She asked.
Oh god, I don't know. Mum just calls me Stupid, or worse, at home. I don't think I should tell her that my name is Stupid.
I stare around the park desperately thinking of a name.
"H-Hazel." I whispered.
"That's pretty." She said.
I smiled shyly. She was nice.
"Are you okay?? Aren't you cold out here without a jacket??" She said.
I shook my head, I was cold but Mummy didn't have the money for jackets.
She smiled and walked back into her house.
I liked her house. It was pretty with flowers and it had nice painting.
I buried my head back into the book I had read so many times.
It was a book writen to me from my Daddy.
My Daddy was a writer who wrote this story for me.
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I walked home because I was starving and needed to warm up. I couldn't stop thinking about that lady. I wish she told me her name.
I arrived at the block of flats and I was terrified.
Mummy was either raging drunk or asleep for hours.
I hoped she was asleep. But she wasn't
"Where were you??" She demanded.
"At the park." I said quivering.
"For god sake Stupid why didn't you tell me??" She said tiredly.
"Sorry, Mama." I said.
"Whatever." She said turning the TV on.
"Mama can I have some food??" I asked.
"You've had food, you've got it all around your mouth."
Damn it!!!
"Please Mama!" I asked desperately.
"Go!!" She shouted.
I ran upstairs. When I was on the stairs I tripped and whacked my shin on the wooden stairs which sprung fresh tears.
At least she didn't hurt me.
I sat in my 'bedroom' thinking about the cake lady.
Why didn't I wipe my mouth???
I lay on my bed with my stomach begging for food.
I stuck in my dirty dummy and hugged my pillow which was my only confort and basically my teddy.
I heard the door slam.
Mum had gone out for work.
I crept downstairs to grab some food.
I grabbed a piece of bread and shoved it in hungrily.
"I knew you would do this!!!!" I span around.
"Sorry Mama!!!" I cried. I knew what happened when I got caught with food that she hadn't given me.
SLAP.
"Don't steal food from your own mother!!" She shouted.
SLAP.
"I'm Sowwie Mammaa!!!" I screamed.
She grabbed the beer bottle and smashed it onto my head. I tried not to cry because it made her more angry. But I did. Tears slipped down my face and she beat me until I was barely conscious.
"YOU STEAL FOOD AGAIN AND IT WILL BE WORSE!!!!" She screamed. "I AM GOING TO WORK NOW! CLEAN YOUSELF UP!!!" She bellowed and slammed out of the house.
I sat up crying and I had to get out. I grabbed my dummy, pillow and my book and ran out of the house as fast as I could. Struggling with them all. I wasn't leaving any of it behind either.
I ran to the park.
I ran to the bench where I always sat.
I saw Cake lady's house and sprinted for my life.
I didn't know the time. But I didn't care.
It was cold , dark and raining and I needed Cake lady.
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Demi's Daughter #Wattys2017
Fanfic'I had been watching her for days. Everyday she would go to the same spot with the same clothes and the same book. Her eyes were different though. Every day they filled with more and more fear The secrets behind her smile are yet to be told.' Demi h...
