After six Painful hours of being at a police station we were going to be put in foster care. Even though I had killed my father not to mention years before I had murder a murder, I was going to walk free. I put in a statement and told them what dad had been doing to me, all the times I had to buy food or do everything for myself had apparently been what a grown up should have had done. My father was a horrible man, i knew it and they knew it too.
Sammie and I are going to live in some weird town with people I don't know. The officer, Brett, I think, had said it was way better than this dump. Sam and I were allowed to go back and pick up our clothes and things as long as we don't tamper with the crime scene that is my house, was my Home a long time ago.
Carina left us; of course she just left, probably off to the next low life she can find. She meant nothing to us anyway, she was a leach, a vermine. Sammie and I will finally be safe, at our new 'home'.
I search them room for things I would like to bring but tjere is nothing really here of use, i can't belive in my short life i have nothing but a baby brother and some stuipid clothes.
If sammie weren't here, if I didnt have lilium, i just dont know what i would do. I dont want to thik sbout what i would do any more, so i gather what i need and walk into sams room and help him pack aswell.
"sis?"
"yeah bub."
"were are we going to live, do you know?"
"no baby, i dont know" I say.
Our conversations traveled off into the most ridiculous things, like a Zombies and ghost. When suddenly sammie turns to me as serious as any child could be.
"Do you believe in Demond's?" He Saids.
I stop and stared at him, his hair looks ridiculous, but that's my fault.
"Yes i do" i reply giving him the same amount of seriouslness.
"Cool" he turns away from me and walks out of the house but stops and stares at me when he reaches the door, "I know her" he whispers.
Lilium's sweet giggles echo though my head.
