Kase comes from an abusive family. When someone finally heard her calls for help, will she be saved from the odd orphanage? Will her new family love her? Or was it all an act?
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I'm awakened by loud yelling down stairs. I slowly get up careful to avoid hitting my father-given bruises. He's so generous. Note the sarcasm.
I slip on a over-sized hoodie and some black skinny jeans to cover all my hideous scars.
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I walk to my tiny window in my closet-like room and look out to the bright sunshine that would surely make me sweat in my attire.
I slowly climb out of my 'room' and carefully walk to the window in the hallway. I've mastered jumping down the two story side of the house since I was in 2nd grade. Being 13 I've had a couple years of practice.
My mom died when I was in 1st grade. All she left me was a small silver locket that I wear everyday. That was when my dad started abusing me. Starting off verbal, slowly turning mental, suddenly turning physical.
I had a brother, Tyler. Everyone used to call him Ty. He loved football and everyone loved him. Including my dad. He was the perfect boy. Average grades, perfect in all sports, strong, bulky, charming personality, he had it all. Until one night. He just left, disappeared, vanished. Never found again. I still remember his words before he left I'll never forget you, you are beautiful, don't let yourself forget that. Yeah right, I look like a walking stick. My dad gives me food once a week. And I don't have enough money to get food anywhere else. My stomach growls at the thought of food.
"Hey! Damien she's getting away!" A high pitched female voice squeaks. My dads girlfriend probably. Oh no. He runs out of the house with a leather belt in his hand.
"You're gonna get it now." He yanks my hair. I whimper in pain as his girlfriend is cheering in the background. He slaps me with the belt. I thought the big hoodie would make it hurt less. I was oh so wrong. Pain seeped through my veins. He hits me everywhere, for the first time, he hits my face. He doesn't stop until I pass out.
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I wake up in a hospital, hooked up to various machines with tubes and cords. I suddenly sit up and cry. Thinking of what my father will do to me now that I'm in the hospital.
A nurse with short blonde hair and sparkling brown eyes walks in. She notices my state and calls for someone. A tall police officer walks in and gives me a small smile. Which I try my best to return.
The nurse sits on my side, trying to comfort me as well as she can as the police officer starts talking.
"Miss Johnson, your father and his girlfriend are both in jail for child abuse and are sentenced for 50 years. Until that time, you will be in a orphanage." He states like he does this all the time. I sob on the nurses shoulder as she rubs my back.
"W-where is t-he orp-orphanage?" I stutter out and wipe my nose.
"It's not that far from here, about an hour or so." I nod my head ok in understanding.
He gives me a sad smile and pats my leg before he walks out.
"Ok honey, we have some clothes for you if you want them. You might want a shower." The nurse stands up once I finish sobbing and puts her hand out for me. I hesitantly take it and we walk to the bathroom.
"Do you think you can do it?" She asks.
"Yeah I think so." She walks out and I lock the door, staring at myself in the mirror. I look awful.
I slowly walk to the shower and get in, letting the water relax me.
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I'm hanging out in the hospital bed, and a medium sized woman walks into the room. She gives me a big smile and stands in front of my bed.
"Hello dear, my name is Ms. Hood, I own the orphanage you will be going too. Would you like to get your stuff? We can get your other clothing from your house, then we can go to the orphanage." She asks a smile on her face her Australian accent soothes me. She had tan skin and had curly hair that was pulled into a bun. She had dress pants and a white blouse.
"Yes ma'am please." She walks to the side of the bed and helps me up.
"Thank you Mrs. Hood."
"Please, call me Joy." She ailed at me before grabbing a small backpack beside the bed.
"Now, where are your clothes?" She searches.
"Most of them are in the bathroom."
"Ok."
After a few minutes she was signing me out at the hospitals front desk.
"Ok! Let's get going." We walk out to a sparkling silver sedan.
"Wow"
"Oh you should see what my son drives." She smiles. We both get in the car and she asks where my house is.
"5193 Taycona drive" (Fake address) She starts driving and soon we're in front of my run down house.
"My room is upstairs. Do you want me to pack everything?"
"How much do you have?" I think about it. About 3 hoodies and 4 pairs of skinny jeans with only a few other things.
"Not much."
"Okay, take it all." I walk towards the house, and quickly run upstairs to the 'room'. I take all of my belongings and check my neck for the necklace. I sigh in relief when I feel the cold metal. I jump out the window and (of course) land on my knees, leaving green grass marks and mud, and in some places cuts from the little sticks around.
I stand up and brush my legs off as Joy exits the car to make sure I'm ok.
**^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Okay! Yay! First chapter is done! I almost made it like 2000 words but I'm to lazy to go over all that.
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