Steal

my fault?

It started when I was five. I was sleeping in my bedroom when I heard shouting coming from the kitchen. I got up and ran to the door and peeked out. My mom and dad were fighting about me again. Nothing to worry about. But this time was different mom was packing her stuff in a box. my eyes widened in horror as I watched my father pull out a gun and shot mom in the head. he dropped the gun And looked at his hands. "Did I just....." He said than he picked up the gun And pointed it at me. "ITS ALL YOUR FAULT" he shouted. I quickly moved away from him And closed my door And locked it. tears flooding my vision i didn't know what to do. I looked up And saw my window And an idea popped into my mind. I opened the window And slid out running as fast as I could as I was running a heard a gunshot from the house. More tears escaped my eyes as I kept running. I made the mistake to look back and saw my father lying there dead on the porch, gun still in hand. I kept running even when I thought I would fall over. Eventually I came across a road and I saw a car driving slowly next to me. At this point I was walking barely able to stand I didn't care who was there. Than everything went black....... I woke up in a bed I tried to get up but I was strapped in. I didn't have it in me to scream or cry out for help at the moment so I just layed back down and waited. Left to think about what just happened. Eventually I heard footsteps coming into the room and the person sat in the chair next to the bed over me. He looked very mean and gruffy. "So your awake I see" he said. I just started blankly at him. "Guess I shouldn't expect anything different. The things that happens were very traumatizing." He chuckled " why is that funny" I demanded suddenly feeling very mad. "And were am i ?" I demand. He chuckled again. "Hold on there all your questions will be answered all in time. All you need to know is from now on you will be living her as well as other kids. I think we could definitely use you. He grinned and started to unite me. This is your new life welcome to your new home. 1 year later.
I woke up with sweat all over me and a strange urge to puke. Maybe I'm sick? I cough onto my hand and see blood spill onto the bed that I'm laying on. I hear a loud pound on the metal door. "Wake up call " a man shouts and walks to the next door. I get up and my bare feet touch the cold stone ground. I shiver and make my way to the door. On the way to the door I pass a mirror. I turn towards it and take a little look. I gasp its been a while sense I looked at myself. I look at my hair it looks whiter than before and the bruises all over my body have gotten darker. The circles under my eyes look black and soulless. I close my eyes for a second and take a deep breath. It doesn't matter what you look like. No one cares they look the same its OK. I open my eyes and make my way to the door. I quickly walk out and look around. Some kids are walking out of there rooms just like me. others are walking to the cafeteria. They are all wearing the same white jumpsuit I am, and have the same cuts and bruises I do. I start to make my way to the cafeteria when a young boy shouts my name behind me. "Steal oy STEAL ". I turn around to a boy about my size with red hair and blue eyes looking at me. " hi " I muttered. " hi? can't you remember my name steal? " he asked. I shook my head. " its karma remember it OK.? " I nodded and started toward the cafeteria again. "Are you going to the cafeteria? I'll join you " karma said and started to walk along side me. " what did you think about yesterdays test? " karma said. "It hurt" I said. "Really? I thought it kinda tickled! Oh but I did hear you got the worst of it. Is that true" he asked. I just shrugged. The doctors told me I was the smartest and strongest of all the kids. They also said I should not interact to much with the others. I never really did anyway so it worked out for me. "Look in not really supposed to talk with people like you. You might get me in trouble and I don't feel like being cut open before breakfast" I say and continue to head to the cafeteria . When i got to the cafeteria I got a good look at karma. Who was still following me totally ignoring me. He had open wounds on his right cheek and his left arm. "what happened " I asked. " oh I got into a fight the asshole brought a knife into it." He said. " the doctors are Probly looking for you" I said. He shrugged " I'm not there guinea pig" he said. We heard running and shouting in the hallways most likely the doctors." I should probably run" He said And he sprinted away but stopped and turned around and yelled " sorry I couldn't eat with you" and kept running. " idiot" I muttered he Probably gave himself away. This is why I don't talk to people. I got my breakfast and was about to sit down when they called my name on the speakers. Everyone went quite and turned and stared at me. Time for more tests. I sighed and got up and started walking. Everybody's eyes followed me. And so another day begins. To be continued.