luna may

hey thank you for reading my story. hope you enjoy it. i would love to hear your opinions as this is my first one.

The trees flow past me as I ran as fast as I could, he was chasing me, I didn't know why but I know I had to get away. Before I knew I it I was on the floor but I could not see him, were had he gone, why had he been after me? There was a shouting pain in my leg, as I looked at my leg I noticed a gaping gash in my knee, then it all went black, I had passed out. I had to wake up I had to get home fast. Then my eyes slowly opened all around me was white ,I could hear voices around me but I didn't recognise any of them ,were was I. As I opened my eyes fully I realised I was in a hospital but no hospital near where I live I must have ran further then I thought. A nurse realised I had awoken and came in to see how I was feeling, I was fine so later that day they let me out with 9 stitches in my knee. It worked out I was in the royal Gwent hospital in Wales, how had I got there I was from the USA? I had no family home so I decided to stay and go to school there, make new friends. I had to go into care in Wales because I was only 14. They found me a care home in Ringland with a large family with adopted 5 children, there was 3 boys, Nickolas the eldest, he was the genius, Charles was the loud one who never knows when to shout up, then there is Joe, well you could not really describe him, he was different from anyone I had ever met, when you looked in his eyes you could see his soul . Alice and Emily, the girls were so strange too. like they were from a different time. Mr and Mrs Willis were young for foster parents but I wouldn't complain, mrs Willis was a teacher at the local high school in which I would be attending . First thing Monday morning Mrs Willis registered me at Hartridge, Nickolas, Charles and Alice were in year eleven, well me, Joe and Emily were in year 10. the school was bigger than the one I had been to before it was three separate buildings . Our first lesson was English in the building called lower, Joe sat straight at the back of the class leaving me motionless at the front, miss Pearce looked around the class but the only seat left was next to Joe I rushed to my seat not giving her chance to introduce me. The lesson dragged ,I was glad to get out of there .The day flow by after that ,lunch was great a girl called Katie asked me to join her so I did ,the rest of my family sat on a table on its own. Katie said "why are you so different from your family they like to keep to them selves but you don't care who you talk to?" I couldn't answer that because I didn't know my self .last lesson was the best time of the day I had art my eyes sparkled in the dime light because I love art. That night my family went out leaving me home to study and get settled in. they didn't get in till early hours the next morning, what had they been up to ,If they wanted me to know they would tell me. The one thing I had noticed was they never eat in front of anyone. Their choice. everyone to there own. School in the next few weeks began to get weird, everyone started to act funny, they all tried to stay clear of me and my family .I had no idea why, even Katie had stopped talking to me and we had just got close. This is the same as what happened in my old school, why was it happening again ,it always happened to me , mind I was surprised I was not use to it. I was only on my sixth week of school when we broke up for Easter most the work I had already done so I was slightly more advanced but that fitted in with my family we were all ahead. I hardly saw my family at Easter.

I spent most of my time in my room reading one of my many books my foster mum brought me, I would also draw and sing, I was surprised my new family weren't fed up with me. the day before we went back to school I came down stairs listening to the sound of a boy singing I had no idea who it was but they sounded like an angle, the sound finished before I found out who it was because the whole family were in the kitchen, there was a surprise they never went in the kitchen unless they were having there meetings as they called it which I was never invited to