Abused In Purple

Chapter 11

Tears dripped down my smiling face. My family was standing right in front of me. I was so over whelmed with happiness. The mucles in my cheeks hurt from smiling so much. Still I couldn't believe they were real. It sounds stupid but I was just so amazed. Family. A unknown word to me until now.

"H-hi" I studdered out. Bonnie wraped me into a tight embrace. I tried to hide the pain on my face. My body is still really sore from my beating.

"Oh its been so long!" She gushed. "Theres so much to catch up on! Look how big you have gotten!!"

All I could do was smile and blush like a idiot. She dragged my through crowds of people. I had no idea where I was going but if it was with her I didn't care. I tugged my luggage along behind me trying to aviod running people over. I felt like I came off the streets well technically I do. My clothes looked horrid. People were carrying thousands of dollars worth of luggage and for me I had to live off of little food and dirty clothes in order to buy a carry on.

I work so hard for what little I have. The clothes hanging off of me are years old and I have no idea whos they were before I was given them. I'm thankful for what I have and nothing could ever change that. I may not have a family to come home to after school. I may not have a mother to hold me and tell me every thing is going to be okay when I'm crying. Most people have more than me but look at me I still have the courage to go to school every day even thought im knocked down and beat up.

I struggle to keep my grades up to A's but i'm proud that I can. Most kids in sports struggle with keeping their grades to just A's and B's. Maybe I don't have parents to come home to but I have the strength to keep moving on with my life. I may cry my self to sleep and wish I had parents and I may have a low self esteem but at the end of the day I know there's hope for me and that I am strong.

All I can be is my self; MacKenzie Neva. I never even realized I wasn't walking any more. I was in a limousine. My aunt just closed the door and turned and looked at me. My heart ached and a few tears streamed down my face. The smile fell from her beautiful face.

"Aww hun don't cry. What's wrong?" She whiped the tears away. I smiled.

"I am just happy to see you"

She went on and on talking about our sumer plans and I just zoned out. I was with my family and I was in a limo. It's not that I was trying to be rude and ignore her but this was so much to take in.

What seemed like an hour later we were pulling down a long, tree lined driveway. My aunt had so much money. "So what sounds like the most fun out of the summer plans?" I came back to reality and glanced over.

"umm...." I said brightly trying to remember the question. "They all sound like so much fun I can't choose." Giving her a gentle smile I looked back out the window. Im the distance I could see a huge white mansion. French windows, belconys and a fountain in the front. Like one of those marble fountains you see in a rich persons driveway. The house was so grand. I was mesmorized by everything.

The car came to a hault minutes later. A butler walked down the front steps and opened my door for me. I hesitated but steped out and thanked him kindly. This was the life style that most peopld could only dream of. A day ago I was walking home from school beat up and sitting on my counter eating a sandwhich.

This was a dramatic change for me and to think I was going to be here for almost four months. The butler grabbed my luggage from the trunk and started to carry it. I ran up to him "Sir you don't have to carry that I will." I felt bad. I come into my aunts house and her workers carry my things for me.

The man just smiled. "Miss this is my job. Thanks for being so courtious. You can call me John it sounds so much better than sir to me. Don't you think so to?"