"Abby, please come and eat. I'm worried about you." That was Jane. The lady who rus and owns the orphanage. She has brown eyes and brown, long, wavy hair.
"No! I'm not hungry!" I yelled. I hate my body and never will like it.
Jane opened the door and walked in. I went to my window, sat down on my brown, wooden chair, and stared out the window. 'Why do I have to eat? I'm fat.'
"Love you are not fat. That's not healthy if you skip food. Something horrible can happen to you. You might go to the hospital and you know we don't have enough money for that." Shit did I actually say that out loud? Oh well.
"Fine I'll eat." She was right anyways. As I went down, I thought about being adopted. I shook my head. No, that would never happen. No one has ever wanted me for the past what? 7 years?
When I had arived to the dinning room, I saw all the kids sitting there smiling and they seemed so eager to eat their food. I put on a fake smile and sat down. Immidiatly (i know i spelled it wrong oh well.) Everyone ate.
I only ate a quarter of my food. I'm so full. It's too much for me.
"That's all?" Jane is so concerned about me. I could tell. She's like a sister to me.
"Yup. I'm going to get ready for bed now. Goodnight."
"Alright love. Goodnight."
I went up to the restroom and got ready for bed. As I walked out, I realized that I was wearing Hello Kitty pj's oh well.
myself
I went straight to my room and tucked in my bed and I fell asleep quickly.
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Used and Abused
FanfictionAbby is a 13 year old girl that was abused by her father when she was younger. Her mum? ... Abbby's father killed her. She was put in an orphanage when she was 6. Something big happens in the story...
