"I can't Believe It" I thought. I am going to have to live alone, we'll not alone just with strangers in a foster home. I refuse to go and I will not go. They can't make me, and they won't.
"Ring, ring, ring" went Mrs.Jones's classroom phone. I just sat there listening to the phone call, I'll heard a faint voice on the opposite side. "Hello, Mrs.Jones class, what would you like?". The opposite person spoke "Is Lisa Jones there?" Mrs.Jones voice quivered "Ehh yeah, one moment." Lisa could you come here for a minute there's somebody who needs you!" I never got phone calls so I was scared. I slowly walked to the front of the room and grabbed the phone. "Hello?" The voice spoke "Hi Lisa, my name is Joann". "Hi?" I said in a confused manner. "I wish I wasn't the one to tell you this but.." Her voice stopped. "But what?" I said getting frustrated. "Your brother and mother, were killed today". I froze, I was as still as rock. "Wha- what do you mean they were killed?". The voice spoke again as if they were actually sad for me. "They died this morning in a car accident. You will be sent to live with a foster home, because your family can't take care of you" I slammed the phone down. All I could remember we're the last words that I said to them "Leave me alone!" Those words echoed in my head as I felt tears rollin down my face. I remember saying to my brother that I hated him. I don't hate him. I don't hate anyone, but myself. As soon as I was back in reality I grabbed my stuff and without a chance for anyone to stop me I ran as fast as I could out the door.
