The jerk's bestfriend

LONELY

My name is Betty williams, i was born in 1997, Atlanta, Georgia, united states.

I was raised only by my mom, since my dad took a run at the age of nineteen after finding out my mom was pregnant.

my mom's parent raised me until i was three years old so my mom could finish her studies. my mom finished her studies and found a job as a fashion designer then took me to Brooklyn, new York in this big lonely mansion, from there i knew i was going to be a loner, she stayed with me until i was five then after that she started traveling for fashion shows, living a babysitter with me then comes home every weekend.

the house was really boring and the stupid babysitter she left with me does nothing but calls her boyfriend. being a little girl, i would just sit and watch her. sometimes she forgets to feed me, i guess that's why i am so skinny.

life was pretty lonely, even in school, if you don't want to be a nerd or get bullied then just be miss nobody, i would always wear hoodie, so i wouldn't get noticed then after a hour of loneliness in school my babysitter would pick me up, after sometimes when i was six i decided to convince my mom to stop hiring the stupid babysitter , after a month, she agreed.

She warned me that i would be alone in the house cause she was busy, she then gave me a knife for protection then goes out of town.

Being a alone must of the time i would stare at the lonely mansion next to our mansion. the house was always dark, so i thought the family living there was also like mine, since my house is always dark.

  one night out of boredom, i took my knife and went out of my house and went to the other house, the door was opened so it was easy to get in
it was dark and dusty inside, i remember stepping on something squeaky and ran out screaming, but of course i was hard headed and came back, when i checked the next day, it was just a rubber ducky and it made me smile because of the thought that i was scared of a rubber duck, it was just a rubber duck but i took it and it became my best friend.

i started looking for a name to call it then when i turned it there was a name on it, JAMES, so i decided to name it James, and yeah, he was for bathing but i also sleep with it, it wasn't that i didn't have other toys, it was just that my mom would buy me this huge fashion doll, that creeps me out in the middle of the night, so i kept it in my closet.

after some months my mom started staying home with me and my gosh my mom talks a lot and she force me to wear barbie stuffs when were going out but i was already used to my hoodie and pant.

"You know what, i wonder who lives in this house." my mom said staring at the window while eating her apple. she points her apple to me and said "hey, you stay here every time, who lives here?" she asked and i shrug my shoulder and said.

"You bought the house." She nodded her head and sat on the table.

"Yeah i did, but i knew there was a man and woman living there with a kid." My mom said and move closer to me  "I heard a rumor that the wife stab the husband because he tried to hurt his own son." my mom gossiped, yap that's her, she knows everything.

"how are you sure that's true." i asked.

"Well they said an ambulance came there and took someone and the woman was brought to the police station." my mom said and bite on her apple again then point her apple to me "so you pick a husband wisely_"

"mom..!!" i wince in annoyance, " I'm just nine years old." i complained and she raised her hands in defense

"just saying.. you know now adays, nine years old also get pregnant." she said and bit her apple.