The Story Of My Life

•Chapter 3•

"These are your rooms. You can decorate them yourselves or get the others to help you!" Said the lady. I still don't know her name. "Excuse me, what is your name?" I asked curiously. "Well, my name is Hannah!" She laughed. I like her. I feel safe around her. I love the name Hannah. It's such a pretty name. My mum always told me she loved the name Olivia and Zoë. Hannah smiled and walked down stairs. "Make yourselves at home!". Me and Olivia walked into the room. It was quite a big room as we were sharing it. There was a large window. I put my bag down and walked over to the window. It was a magnificent view of the forest. There were two beds next to each other. "I'm taking this one!" I screamed. It was the closest to the window. Olivia laughed. "Ok!". It took us a while to unpack everything and sort out things out but we did it. The room was much cleaner. Hannah said we could paint our room at the weekend. When we lived with our mum and dad, my mum gave me these tiny fairy lights. I hung it over the window. That's my favorite place now.

We walked down the short flight of stairs and walked into the living room.  I squeezed Olivia's hand as we silently walked in. Everyone stopped. The room was silent and everyone was staring at us. We could hear Hannah talking to a child when she came rushing into the living room. "Ah, Everybody meet Olivia and Zoë!". "Hello Olivia and Zoë." Everyone said at the same time. I smiled. The room suddenly started talking again. A girl about the same age as Olivia approached us. "Hi, my name is Lucy ! You two are so pretty!" She exclaimed. "Why thank you!" Laughed Olivia. Lucy took Olivia's hand and dragged her upstairs. Olivia smiled at me.

I am standing here. Alone. I don't know what to do. A boy stood up and wandered over to me. He had dark brown hair with emerald green eyes. "So... Your Zoë? I am Ryan." He asked. "Hello Ryan!" I laughed. We talked for a long time. He told me all about how he ended up here. I told him what happened.

That night I told Olivia about Ryan. "Ooooooooh, I think Zoë likes someone! Oooooooh!" She excitedly exclaimed. "Shhhhh! I don't!" I whispered annoyed. She laughed and turned the light off. I lay in my back thinking. Thinking about my life. 14 years of misery.