Adopted

" Lydia get down here know," my mistress screamed

  I walked down stairs knowing I was in for a beating.

    I turned the corner and was punched in the face. She laughed and shoved me too the ground. She kicked me in the ribs twice. I stood up of the ground trying to hold my ground. I will not hit back  it I will always stand up and face her.

     She grabbed a fistful of hair and shoved me into the wall nail going into my back. She ripped me of the wall nails coming with still embedded into my back. She shoved me up the stairs.

" Go to your room," she screamed

I walked to my room at my own pace. I knew what will happen when I get to my room.

I get to the top of the steps and turn left slowly walking to my room I share with my age group. So I share a room full of boys. Rude, mean, abusive boys.

     I slowly open the annoyingly creaky door. Drew (one of the boys) was holding a camera and snickering. I look around only to see Drew all  the other boys gone. Out of no where I feel two people grab me. I turn my head and see Blake ( one of the boys ) and Drake ( one of the boys )

[ Drake Blake!!.. it rhymes! ].

" Truth or Dare time," Ryan yells walking out of the closet.

" No," I shout trying to pull out of there grip.

They start to lite candles and sit them in a circle. We sit in a circle being me being held by Blake and Drake. Ryan sitting in front of me and Drew recording everything.

" Okay so truth or dare," Ryan ask rocking back and forth

" Neither," I say with a smile.

Drake yanked me towards him making the nails embedded in my back go  deeper.

" I dare you to kiss Ryan," Drew shouts getting excited

Ryan leans in trying to kiss me. I turn my head to the side making him glare.

" Kiss me," he demands grabbing my face. I turn my head to the side again.

He crosses his arms over his chest.

" Punish her," he says snapping his fingers

Ryan grabs a candle holding it to my arm. Both Blake and Drake holding me still

I screamed bloody murder.

" Help! Someone please help," I screamed tears coming out of my eyes.

I could smell my own flesh burning. I could taste my tears. Blood rolling down my back because of the nail.

" Please stop," I whispered

They pulled my arm out of the candle. My arm still burning.

" Maybe next time you will cooperate,"

They picked me up and threw me on my bed. I lay there unable to speak. Then I remembered tomorrow is adoption day.

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