I sat there as the loneliness & despair started to overtake me. I just sat there & stared at the blade in my hand. why? why do things have to be this way? I started crying as the memory of what happend came back to me.
I can't take this anymore. But I can't go now. I still need to find him. MY brother.The only real family I had, until they took him away...
I have no one now.
"(y/n) get up it's time to go to school! hurry & get the hell up, you worthless piece of sh*t!" I heard my foster mom (pick name) yell. I got up off the floor. Put my blade between my bed mattres & after changed into my favorite band tee, with a long sleeve shirt under hiding the scars that go up my arms. I then put on ripped black skinny jeans.I look at myself in the mirror & make sure there were no indication that I was crying.
I have (h/c) that stops at my mid back, (e/c) and (s/c). I'm 17 yrs old.
I walk down the stairs to my house, to find my foster dad (pick name) passed out on the couch. Alcohol bottles were scattered around the living room.
Both my foster parents are very abusive & adopted me at the age of 13. After what happend to my parents...
"like always" I roll my eyes & murmur.
"What was that!" startled I look over.No surprise (f/m/n) was being nosy as usual.
"Nothing" I say, remembering what happend yesterday. They got angry at me for forgetting something & beat me.
I walk out the door before anything happens. As I'm walking to school .which is not to far. I get this weird feeling of being watched. I stop & look around to see nobody. I must be paranoid. There is nothing there. As I approach the school ,I can see the school's popular girls "aka" the sluts.
well this should be a great day. (Note the sarcasm)
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Hey my little monsters c: well hope you like it.
Sorry if there is something wrong /.\
I'm new to wattpad & I've never shared my writing with anyone.
I'll update soon ^.^ sorry for the short chapter :/
I'll try & write more next time.
well till then c: bye!
(p.s.)
almost forgot. (f/m/n) = foster moms name
& of course (f/d/n) = foster dads name. well bye.
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Her silent cries (Laughing Jack love story)
Romance(y/n) is an orphan who had someone special to her taken away, but is there more that she's hiding? her world then changes as she catches the attention of none other than the famous laughing jack.
