There is Still a Little Bit of Hope: (1)

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All started out when I was 4 years old, I got abused by my adoptive parents. I was adopted on January 15, 1996, The day I turned 4. My name was originally Eliana Gonzalez but was changed to Eliana Johnson. My adoptive parents are Karina and Connor Johnson, I was happy that I actually could have a great life with these people but I was wrong. I get verbally abused and beatings for doing little things or saying little white lies. I have no friends particularly I am a loner, I sit in the halls of school waiting for the bell alone, everyone is teases me, like if they know me. I am never good talking to people or speaking aloud in class. My favorite class is of course English and Music, I cannot stand Gym because it movement although I am very good at running. In my free times I write poems or stay in my room, eventually I will get abused. I am grateful that at least I go to school.

"Eliana get the hell up!" Karina yelled. I got up as quickly as I can. I took a fast shower, and put on my clothes under 10 minutes.

"Lucky you almost got a beating." Connor said.

"uh huh." I said.

Connor narrowed his eyes at me. "How many times am I going to tell you not to talk while I am talking!"

He punched my stomach and I fell to the floor, I am already use to it so I learned not to scream, but I did feel pain. I quickly walked out my house before something else happened.

I walked to school which was only five blocks away. It was my first day of Senior year, I am happy because I only need one more year to get out of that house.

"Look who've we got here?" Leslie said. Leslie is the head cheerleader that has always messed with me.

"Miss ugly Eliana," She smirked. She may have better looks than me, but I believe I am truly smarter.

I walked away not wanting to hear her non sense. I felt a pain in my stomach that was very hard to describe.

While everyone was talking to their friends I was sitting on the floor. I looked up and saw new kids well there guys. I quickly saw Leslie flirting with them can't she give them a break. One caught my eye he stared at me, and walked away from Leslie, I had to smile. I heard the bell and walked alone to class, I was interested into the topic and I saw the same guy that walked away from Leslie, he sat next to me. He smiled at me and I looked away. After class I walked out.

"Hey!'

I looked and saw he was talking to me and he walked to me, I couldn't believe he was talking to me.

"Hello."I looked down and quietly said.

"I am new can you tell me where English class is?" he asked. He had an English accent.

"Lucky you, I am actually going to that class now." I said.

"May I walk with you?" He asked.

"Sure." I simply responded.

"I am Brad by the way.' He said.

"I am Eliana by the way." I said, and he smiled. I couldn't believe I actually made someone smile.

We walked faster realizing we were late., and my clumsy self fell and he helped me up and picked up my books.

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Sorry, I know it was short but I am super busy Hope you like.

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