It was the first day of High School, so I said bye-bye to Primary School and was growing up. I was going to High School new friends, and new teachers. I was really worried but if I just focused and got my head down then I would of been fine. I didn't do anything over the holiday, I wasn't allowed out at all, if I asked then I would of been punished, and by punished I mean hit until I was bleeding. Then she met Gary who was now classed as my step-dad, he looked really creepy like one of the maths teachers at my new school, he gave me shivers. When my mum hit me he wouldn't get involved, but when I got sent to my room (well a small box with a thin blanket) he would be really nice to me, get me take-out and everything. Then my mom found out she was scary, she hit me really hard that hard I had to do most of my school work at hospital. She fractured three of my ribs, fractured my back and broke my leg. I spent Christmas in the hospital, I wasn't bothered I hadn't had a good Christmas since I was five which meant no nice dinner, no spending time with family, no presents for seven years.
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Adopted by Dan and Phil
FanfictionThis is what would happens if you are adopted from an abusive, broken, penniless home to a wonderland of fun, love and care. Or so you think.
