Killer Revenge

Big girls don't cry

Everything that happened after that went by in a blur. I hear police sirens and people hurry in the house. I was already out of the cabinet so an older women took me in her arms and told me "everything is going to be ok, don't worry it is ok to cry".

The next thing I know I am at the police station with a big warm blanket around me and a big mug of thee. I heard people talking about me and my parents in the background.

But the only thing on my mind is my parents and what happened in the kitchen view hours ago.

I have no idea what is going to happen now.

But one thing is sure. I have no one left to call Family or to care about. There is no one left to love me or to love. I am on my one and I can't trust anyone.

I am being picked up by my so-called uncle who is the only family I have and I have never seen him before. In his car he explains that he for some weird reason can't take care of me. "I am sorry for what happened to Michael and Maria. But I can't take you to my house. I have a job, I am on the road a lot and I don't have a clue how to raise a child. But there is a better place you can go. It is called the orphans Centre. It is a very nice place with nice people. You will have a great time and a lot of friends there". Yeah of course nice place to live. I am not stupid I know exactly what kind of place that is. It is a place for orphans a place for homeless and parent-less people. A lot of children dumped in one house and not so much money. It is every child's worst nightmare.

He stopped the car right in front of the orphans Centre of Detroit. "Oh yeah one last thing, the police gave me this. It is your mom's necklace". He gave me the necklace with the golden hart and a picture of the three of us inside. "I thought you might like it well I see you around then bye". Well that was kind of awkward.

I stood in front of the building. It looked like a creepy old hospital. I walked inside with a bag with a view clothes. I expected it to be bad. But never would I have thought that this was only the beginning of hell. I shared a room with 9 other girls. We had small beds, a disgusting bathroom and little food and clothes. It was nothing like a nice place with lots of friends. Everybody was on their own. You had to fight your way through this place. You could cry or show weakness. The older and stronger people will see it and take advantage of your weakness.

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Sorry this is kind of a short chapter with nothing exciting but more is coming up soon!

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