Darkness fell on the bright sky, all hope was lost. The only thing I knew had gone, disappeared into the darkness. No family. Nothing.
It was just a little before 1pm when the ambulance came, little did I know that would be the end. I didn't go to school that day, I didnt smile that day, I didn't shear a tear, I distinctively remember, but part of me wished I went. To be with my friends was what I needed, to lay on the only support I had... But, that didn't happen.
That day was full of mixed emotions and confusion. I didn't know whether to be relived or to cry. Life IS a box of chocolates, I know that now.
As I left the hospital anxiety enveloped me about where my next temporary home would be... With strangers? With friends? Alone? I wasn't sure but I had to keep faith...
"Hello" I hesitantly whispered with tears rolling down my face... "Can you come pick me up?"
A confident "yes" echoed through the phone from my friend: Melanie Rhodes, whom I like to call Mel. I had only known her for a few months but we had an undeniable relationship. Her washed out purple hair reminded me of she freedom she had, and the freedom which I wanted. The shimmering blue eyes that looked like a barbie doll made me jealous. I wanted to be a lot like her, and she was all I had.
Living with Mel would be so different to what I was used to, but I was looking forward for the ride.
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The Hurt and The Forgotten
Ficción GeneralAmelia is a simple minded teenager, until the illness of her mother leads to a dramatic change in her life. Out to fend for herself, Amelia must face the torment of the outside world... But it wasn't as easy as she thought it would be. *BASED ON A T...
