(1) - 5/8/17

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"Hey Emily, can you come here please?"
Yes, that's my foster mom, Ella Fairs, 'THEE ELLA FAIRS' yes THEE Ella Fairs. "I'm coming."

Well, let me tell you about me. I'm 17, I have brown hair and green eyes and a VERY large forehead, I've been in the foster system for about 15 years, 11 months, 7 days, and 3 hours. Some of my hobbies are sleeping, Netflix, and maybe... some food.... it depends though.
dislikes: foster care, foster mom, my pervy foster brother, and zucchini fries.. weird right?
Likes: well, nothing anymore.

---Kitchen---

"Get out of the house and don't come back till dawn."
'Well, goddamn.' is what I thought to myself, but why should I be surprised? She's done it before, but why is tonight different? "OH RIGHT, ELLA, I HAVE SHIT TO GO TO TOMORROW!!" I say in my head. Like she would remember, or even care, last time she threw me out on a bench and told me not to get up until she got back or "there will be consequences." So me, being me I got up and walked around thinking, "how would she know, she isn't even here'' Approximately 34 seconds later she came towards me and said "You're coming with me." I didn't eat for 3 days after that, which now that I think about it, isn't very long for me now.  So I left....

---arrives at an abandoned building---

This is my home, the place where I feel remotely safe. My biological brother and I used to come here together when we got separated, we asked not to be, but because people don't want two trouble makers in one house, and I used the words 'used to' because he was killed last year, for reasons that nobody wants to hear.

--5:07 a.m.--
*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

Today's the day, wait.... TODAY'S THE DAY.. I got up ran to my foster home and grabbed some clothes slammed the door and left running down the street , some people might see it as just a day, where you get up go to work/school come home and watch YouTube videos, but for me it's different. On this day, May 8th of 2017, I will see Shawn Mendes. It may not seem like a lot, but it definitely is. He's the one who has kept me alive for all these years.

---FLASHBACK---

I was in a loving foster home with 5 other kids. I was the youngest at the age of 10, then it was Mason, he was 11, then Kian, he was 13, then my brother Ethan, who was also 13, but 3 months older than Kian. And then there's Zella. She was the oldest at 15, but never really cared about anything or anyone but herself. So, she picked on me and bullied me, which she was grounded for, but it got to the point where she told me to kill myself, and I listened. I took a lot of sleeping pills, and when I say that, I mean a lot, and Ethan made sure that they didn't process by making me drink tons of water (which flushes out your system), but she wasn't satisfied. She said that it would be cool if we slashed our mothers tires. I did it. Not because I thought it would be cool, but because I just wanted to fit in. Our mom came outside while I, AND ONLY I was slashing her tires... not even half a day later, they sent me to they sent me away to a group home for troubled children. When I got my phone privileges, I found out about a certain youtuber which helped me though my ups and downs. I haven't seen any of my foster family ever since, well, I did see my brother a few years later. but that's it.

---present time----

Shawn, he has kept me alive for all this time, and he doesn't even realize how much he means to me... and he never will.....

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