four years ago
"here we are," manager kim said as she opened the door to the dorm, "the boys should be here somewhere so if you need anything just tell me." I nodded and glanced around. manager kim started walking to the left and I followed hesitantly, clutching my phone and dragging my bag behind me. she opened the door to a room at the end of the hallway and I stepped inside."now I'll be here at 10 tomorrow to take you to the mall, ok? if you need anything just text me. and don't forget to brush. again, I'm sorry about your family." with a sad smile, she stepped out, closing the door behind her.
I took a step farther in and dropped my bag on the bed. the room was pretty big and had a small set of drawers and a mirror on one side. the bed was in the middle pushed against the back wall. much too open, I thought. I pushed the bed against the wall and stepped away.
mommas room looks like this, I realized. turning around I realized that there was a window with a bench next to the door. perfect. I grabbed my bag and carefully took out my sketchbook and a pencil. plopping down on the bench, I studied the outside and watched the people coming and going down on the street. I sighed and flipped to a blank page of the book, starting to sketch. slowly, the drawing took shape; people walking, umbrellas covering their heads, rain pouring down in sheets, everything grey and black. after all, that is how my world felt. without my parents, nothing had color, nothing had meaning, there was no reason for color. even the pale blue of the bedsheets seemed wrong. hunching down in the seat I let the tears flow.
at first, I counted every tear, 1 for mom, 2 for dad, 3 for my brother, 4 for my sister, 5 for the- I was cut off by the sound of pounding feet and shouts of a language I did not know.
someone knocked on the door. silently, I moved and turned the lock. the doorknob jiggled as someone tried to open it then eventually, their footsteps receded down the hallway. I watched as the sky darkened and my tears fell faster and faster until I fell asleep.
welp there ya go. it's a short chapter (and a terrible one) but it's a chapter nonetheless. enjoy! (=^x^=)
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broken english
Fanfictionin which a girl finds herself in a house with 13 boys, 11 of which don't speak English