Everything We Shared

In The Beginning

I was the type of girl who sat in the back of the class who never raised her hand I always sat by myself and for most of my life that's what I did people would call me names and make fun of me I promised myself that I would never let them see me cry so no matter how much they would trouble me and call me names I never let them see the weak side of me I would always cry but I never let them see me doing it.
Last week Monday at lunch a girl named Jenna was picking on me and a new boy named David told her to stop picking on me and to my surprise she stop and said she was only joking with me I was only joking right Samantha yea we are always joke around Jenna

This was pretty much my life and I hated it, and I would always try everything I could to get away from it and all I tried never seamed to work cause before I know it I was always back were I started
I didn't know my real parents I was a foster child and my foster parents hated me because of this I did everything I could to avoid them but nothing worked

I was a total mess and I would never let anyone get close to hurt me I always stayed by myself people would look at me and call me names like freak weird and a punch of other names that I don't time to remember any way.

have you ever heard of a sixteen year old girl that never had a boyfriend never been on a date well I was I never even been kissed.

Well I always thought about how my first kiss would be I always thought it would be in Paris but a girl can dream right

I just started saving up the money cause I'm planing on spending the whole summer holiday in Paris I just found out that I had a aunt who lives there and called her and she said that I should buy the ticket and she well provide the rest

Well two weeks to go till summer holiday and I saved more then what I need so I might do some shopping while I'm over there.

One thing lead to another two days before I leaved for Paris and it was my last day at school in the evening I came home so happy wondering how I'm gonna tell my foster parents they weren't home from work as yet.

I thought to myself I'm gonna cook dinner and tell then so I finished cooking round about six they got home just as I turned off the stove

The first one to say anything was my father, he said "good night sweetheart dinner smell good" on the other hand my so called mother all she said was "good nigh" she hated me but I wasn't too fond of her either

hear goes nothing " mom, dad I was wondering if I could go and visit my aunt in Paris I have already saved the money to pay for the ticket she was me to stay for the summer so please may I go"

My foster parents both looked at each other then my dad broke the tension between us and he said "go and have a good time with your aunt but as soon as your plane lanes