Targeted( A Creepypasta Fanfiction)

chapter 5: I hate it here

|News report|||
A body of a 36 year-old man named Frederick Hessett was found dead in a restroom at a police station yesterday. The police found out a man wearing a police uniform was with Hesset all along. The police agreed that the man in a police uniform is their.
suspect. The police will investigate this horrorfic murder and hope to clean this case. Please keep in touch. Hot News, Out.
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'Knock, knock, knock'

The door knocked but I ignored.

'Knock, knock, knock'

The knocking became louder. Still I ignored. I got to many things to think about. And, It's been a week after the murder of my parents.

'Knock, knock, knock'

I hate it here. The orphanage. Its only been a week but I caused too much trouble already.

"You little brat come out or I'll kick the bloody door!" She knock louder than before. Miss Yvene is an insane woman. She tortures the children here. Always pretending she was nice. She's a wicked witch.

In the end, I getting a little annoyed, opened the door. "Sorry Miss Yvene, I was b-"

Whap!

I fell to the ground. My eyes were getting wet but I wanted to show her I am strong. I gave her an angry look. I tried calming down.

"Be a good boy next time or Sinner will give you what you deserve." She rolls the belt, Sinner, on her hand then smirked. "Come you, it's breakfast."

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The dining room was the most beautiful place in this orphange. The other rooms look like they never clean but this place, it was one of a kind.

The dining table was made out of the finest oak wood. It was very long, enough space for all of the children here. The wallpaper of the wall was green with a pinetree pattern on it which gives sort of a Christmas feeling to it. Lanterns was place on each and every pillar and a small chandelier was ontop of us all. The chair to sit was fancy and very comfortable to sit on. The floor was white marble. I have to admit, its the most fancy dining room I've ever seen.

A roasted chicken was place in the middle of the dining table. That was the only meat they ever served. Everything else was vegetable, fruits, bread, vegetarian. The smell of the roast chicken was just perfect. It made my tummy growl.

Too bad I only have sat there on my first day.

Only children Miss Yvene thought was good get to sit there and enjoy the delicious food. The bad kids? Well they have to sit in the corner of the room, no fancy chair, no fancy table, no fancy food, no fancy nothing. The food served was bread. Soggy bread. One piece of soggy bread.

"Congratulations Lucas! It's your fourth time on your first week here" she roughly push me down to sit on the cold marble floor.
I just smiled at her and sat down.

"Don't get on my bad side." She warned.

I turn away from her and start eating bits-by-bits of the bread.

"You're going in my blacklist young child." She gave me a warning.

I turn to look at her again and smiled.

"You already are.."

and she went away.

I rolled my eyes. I don't understand why smiling made me in her blacklist.

Lucky me, I wasn't the only one sitting here. A girl who seem to look older than me with curly jet black hair named Maira and a bald boy who look almost the same age as me named Paul. They both were like me too. The delinquents of this orphanage.