Trash: A Collection of Stories

Chapter 2

Oct 25, xx10

Dear Laxus,

Miles said he would send this letter and my previous one to you as soon as we get postage stamps, so don't read this one until after you read the first one! The post office won't be open until Monday, though, so I'll wait until you reply before I send the next letter, if I have the time! We should be returning before Halloween and we can wear the costumes we've worked so hard on all year! I'm so excited for the annual foster party, I hope we win the best costume contest, I mean we are the oldest of the group, so maybe our age will play a role in the voting?

Well, anyway, the guys from the party the night before last were really weird. I was baked by the time I went to bed, but before that they talked a lot about my figure, my butt, chest, etc. They whistled when I glared at them, it made me extremely uncomfortable. But Jeffery, Josh, and Miles were there, they would protect me no matter what.

I don't remember anything after I got high, though, I just woke up on the floor, Josh dumping a cup of water on my face. He said it was noon and to get my lazy ass up. The tone of his voice frightened me, but it disappeared moments after when he informed me that he and the other two were going to go out and buy me a few things. They said they wanted to thank me for graciously agreeing to coming on this vacation with them, but they wanted it to be a surprise so I had to stay behind again.

Man, I never realized how alone it is here, like I used to complain all the time about how I never got time to just be by myself when I was at the foster house, but now that I'm actually completely alone, I've never been more sad. Sad isn't the best word in this situation, I guess empty fits the bill a little bit better.

I hear the boy's truck pulling into the driveway, I'll write more when I have the chance, tell Lisanna and Elfman I miss them and will be back to the home before the end of the month!

Sincerely,

Mira