So I was thinking and I wanted to write an emotional book and this is kinda what I was thinking.
vote and comment your thought. And when I say that I mean really what ever comes to your mind when you read this. Sorry this first chapter isn't as detailed as I wanted.
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Aden's P.O.V
5:38 my clock read. I always got up early so I didn't have to dill with a bunch of kids waking me up. I was forced to share a room with Levi. he was 17 at lest two years older then me. I didn't know his story on how he ended up here but I do know he was here since age 13.
I went down stares to be attached by a bunch of 7 year olds. they always attacked me. i don't know why but they do. I don't mind much any more. I did when I came here a year ago. Not very much of us get adopted any more. or at lest the older ones like me and Levi. I didn't really talk to very many of the other older ones. I do hear about them turning 18 and leaving, or how a new kid is here, or how one of the younger ones have been adopted.
Have you guessed where I'm at yet? I'm in an orphanage. I'm 15 about 5 10 and I had to come here when social services found out what happened to me. they thought it would be a great idea to take me away and lock up both my parents. I didn't mind there assholes and I hate them. I don't really want to talk about my past and I'm glade no one made me talk about it. it was to painful to be thinking about it right now.
"Aden?" Zoe asked
"Yeah Zoe?" I asked as i looked in her gray eyes. she was 5 and me and her have been together ever since she arrived.
"Will I ever get adopted?" she asked with an innocent sweet voice.
"Yes you will. ill make sure of it. alright?" I asked felling bad about how her parents almost beat her to death. a poor innocent child. she deserves to be in a better orphanage.
"Will you ever get adopted?" she asked.
"I'm not sure sweetie. but I know you will." I said and she hugged me. it felt nice to be loved by a small child. After she let me go we went to breakfast. I gave Zoe a piggy back and a few other younger one. once we got in the dinning room some of the orphan nannies said 'thank you for what you do for these kids'. I don't do much, I just play with them and give them hope that they will get adopted before they turn 10.
After breakfast we had school. the orphanage offered to school me by themselves like the other kids get but I didn't want too. So I go to a public school.
once I got back to mine and levies room I gathered my cloths and headed to the bathroom to shower. As I waited for the water to get warm I grabed my razor blade an pushed the cold metal to my skin. I took a deep breath in an pulled the razor acrossed my wrist. It felt good to have it sting and feel the warm blood run down my skin. I did that over and over again. About 9 times. I would have done more if the bathroom wasn't filled with steam. Damn you shower. I thought to myself.
After I got out of my warm shower I slipped on my black skinny jeans and my JJ Demon shirt with my black converse shoes. I had to wear a bunch of my band brackets to cover my new cuts and old cuts. I fixed my hair so it was over my eyes. I also added a little bit of eyeliner. I grabed my book bag and left to catch the bus. Some people where already there. Like bitch one, two and, three where there most likly going to meet the rest when they get to school. Bitches that's all are.
It took the bus a few minutes to get there but it did and I was so happy. I couldn't hear that sluts voice anymore. I may be dead then to hear her and her mini sluts.
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Sorry that wasn't very detailed. I think I said that already but screw it. Please comment your thoughts. :p
