This Can't be Real..

Chapter 3

I've been in the hospital for a week, due to a minor concussion and broken leg. I'm also diagnosed with depression and anxiety. I've cried every night since the accident. I also pray every night to my brother, mostly because we were close, since my mom and dad were 'workaholics'.

Well today is the day, I move into the orphanage. There is a big chance I won't get adopted because I'm too old. Most people are looking for younger kids.

I said goodbye to the people that helped me and to the people I became close with, and then a black car pulled up and I got in. The orphanage was about 5 miles south from the hospital. The whole time I just looked out the window and let the tears fall.

Once we got there, the orphanage looked pretty damn scary. It was huge and looked worn down, but it will do I guess... When we walked in it actually looked like Hogwarts from Harry potter, everyone was wearing black and some of the kids looked possessed.. creepy ass motherfuckas.

"Hello there, Ms.Pirce your room number is 802, but you will only be here for a week you have been adopted by Mr and Mrs Brock. Their real names are John and Marie."

I didn't say anything, I just shook my head and went to my room. I checked my phone and it was 8:48 pm so I decided to go to bed early.

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The week went by pretty fast. I didn't make any friends, actually I got bullied. I got into eight different fights with the same people, and now I'm leaving this hell hole with cuts, bruises and stitches. Yeah, they pushed me down a flight of stairs..

Right now is the final moment were I meet my new family.

I hear the door close and I run down the stairs with my suitcase. When I got down stairs, I came face to face with Marie and John. Damn.. These fuckers look scarier then this place.

"Hello June. It's so good to see our new daughter." Said Marie, with a creepy black and yellow toothed smile. Does chick know how to brush her teeth? Guess not."Um.. Hi. It's good to finally meet you guys too.." I said putting on a fake smile. And then John smiled. This psycho had his front teeth missing. How the hell is the yellow-toothed freak married to him?! Well, they match so.. 

That shits nasty..

I tried so hard not to laugh. Thank god I didn't. Marie was blonde, late 40's, boney but she looked pretty damn scary. John had brown hair that was all over the place, missing teeth, he was sort of fat but he had muscles and he looked like he could be pretty dangerous.

We got in the car and that's when both of their personality's changed,"Okay bitch, when we get home you will clean every part of the house, and make us dinner." Wow. Their these type of damn people."And if you do something wrong, I will hurt you so bad you won't see tomorrow got it?" She hissed then leaned over,slapped me and dug her nails into my shoulder. I winced in pain and she gave me a creepy smile and then turned to drive.

When we got home I started to clean, and every time I did something wrong Marie would pull my hair and then slap me, but it was a whole different abuse when I did something wrong around John. He would whip me with his belt, punch me or try to get in my pants.