Normal people scare me (Its Finally Here)

Chapter 1:- The orphan

I wake up in the morning as sunlight streams from the window on to my face. I push some hair off my forehead and see Mrs Sanders my foster mother pulling the curtains away from the window. I sleepily rub my eyes and sit up as she closely surveys the room with her beady eyes, surely looking for any miniscule particle of dirt her microscopic vision can pick up on. I watch her as she strides to my spotless dresser and closely examines it . Her eyes narrow in concentration. Her hair are held up in a tight bun, it's so tight it leaves her forehead and neck almost bare. It's a wonder she doesn't have a headache all day. Her long beak like nose almost shines in the sunlight she bends down and her neat black slim dress almost reaching down to her toes rides up a bit. I catch a glimpse of a flash of pale white skin above the black socks as she rummages through my drawer. I give a sigh as I know she is going to deliberately ruin my arrangement of clothes and then ask me to put them all in the accurate way again which is going to take forever. I push my covers off as she turns and hands me a black dress exactly the replica of hers with the socks and neat loafers. "Arrange your drawer it's a mess. Then come down for breakfast" she says in a nasal voice . I've spent such a long time here, but I'm still not used to her voice it's so precise, so cold. I remember my own mothers voice, even though it was a long time ago. I was 6 but I can remember it as clearly as if it was yesterday maybe because it is the only memory with a figment of importance attached to it
Her voice was like honey, so sweet, as if the words rolled of her tongue. She spoke like she was singing, as if the words couldn't wait to leave her tongue. Her every sentence was punctuated by merry laughter and giggles.
She was like a little child herself sometimes. The way she used to play with my dolls, so solemnly creating stories that I would watch in awe . How she made those lifeless plasticine barbie dolls look so real as she twirled and tossed them with her fingers like a magician. These memories feel like a flood of sunshine as I sink into them. I am pulled back by a sharp tap on the door as Mrs Sanders leaves, her shoes clip cloping on the floor as she goes down the stairs. I fall back onto the pillow and glance up at the wooden ceiling and starch white walls. Sundays are always the worst. The whole day at home .I hear a bell ringing below and quickly scramble out of the pillow. Shit! I must not be late . I make my bed and arrange my drawer at top speed .I glance at the clock only 2 minutes left. Okay so I need to fake. I quickly dampen my hair and dash under the shower. I shove on my clothes and pull back my long hair with a band as there's no time to brush them and rush down the stairs. I push open the kitchen door and run step inside trying and failing to look calm. Guilty! my red face and out of breath lungs seem to shout . I lower my head and move towards the table. "Such an unladylike entrance my dear Katherine"says a voice behind me. How many times do I tell them my name is Maria and why do they insist upon calling me with their dead daughters name. Rolling my eyes I turn around and find myself looking in the searing grey eyes of Mr Edward Sanders. He is wearing a suit even at 8 am in the morning and is looking at me as if I'm something the cat dragged in. Something is wrong I wonder why did he stop, usually if I'm late the rant continues till he's covered everything from how they took pity and took me in and how ungrateful I am,to how little they are paid to look after me even though I know for a fact that it is almost he only thing that keeps them going. As I walk closer I see snuggled in the arm chair nearby Madam Rosmerta who is the same as always with those twinkling eyes, chubby face and bulky figure. I watch as her face framed with golden curls lights up with a huge smile as she catches sight of me. She beams and then gets up and envelopes me in her huge arms " Oh! How I have missed you my sweet Maria". I know I've got like the best social worker ever but sometimes she gets on my nerves. I push the thought out of my mind as I give her a half smile and reply "Yeah! Me too and how was your holiday you've been away forever". Her face glows as I mention her holiday. I know she had been wanting one for a long time and she'd finally saved up enough this summer and had gone on a cruise. I'm immediately met by detailed and picturesque stories about her trip. I sit on a nearby stool and listen as she tells me tales about dolphins, corals and beautiful oceans. How I wish I could go there. I'm snapped out of my daze by a sharp 'tut tut'. I turn around and see Mrs Sanders approaching with a heavily laden tray . It's so big it's a wonder her tiny frame can even carry it , I get up to help her but she ignores me and sets the tray on the table with a bang. She gives madam Rosmerta a tight lipped smile while Madam Rosmerta beams back. She then turns and stiffly sits down next to Mr Edward who's pretending to be engrossed in a newspaper even though, I know for a fact that his ears are straining to hear our conversation. I glance down at the tray it's full of almost all my favorite food jam tarts, chocolate brownies, chocolate chip cookies,jelly ,cream puffs ,bread and butter and tea. Wow they've really outdone them selves this time , Madam Rosmerta must have informed them of a raise or something. It's been a long time since I've had any of this stuff , I pick up a cookie and start munching it's so delicious it positively melts in my mouth. I close my eyes relishing it. When I open them I'm rewarded with a glare by Mrs Sanders. I ignore it and reach out for the next one but she slaps away my hands and says "Have we taught you no manners Katherine. You always serve the guests first. You can eat it anytime you want you know" . She gives a fake shrill high pitched laugh . ' Anytime ' how do they lie with such a straight face when I fully know they'll never let me near them. I shrug and bow my head avoiding their gaze. I see Madam Rosmerta reach out her chubby hands and pat me " Now! Now! No need for that Eleanor she's just a child let her eat what she wants. There are not enough sweeties in the world to satisfy our Maria's appetite. Let her eat . I myself got her that chocolate and marshmallow kit and those chocolate covered nuts and lollipops from my cruise. I posted them here I'm disappointed you didn't even mention them" she turns to me and says with a pout. "What which things I never got any things" I try to say but am cut off as Mr Edward says " You've really got a short memory Katherine. I clearly remember we gave them to you". " No you didn't and don't lie okay because, I think by now even Madam Rosmerta knows what bloody foul lying creatures you are there's no need to hide it" I get to my feet so quickly that before I know it the tray has crashed and there's broken China everywhere. I run outside, slam the door and go to my room. I fall on the bed in a heap as tears stream down my cheeks. I hear Mrs Sanders saying I'll go check on her from the landing and then the clip cloping of her shoes she opens the door stares at me and says " We'll pay you back for that don't you worry" and then leaves. As I hear her going down I gather my courage and make for the window. As I push one leg out and then the other I look down at the hard fall . I just have to make for the soft part of grass because there's going to be hell of alot to pay later anyway so I might as well do it . I think as I let go of the ledge.

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