Chloe pov.
I was lying in my bed as usual waiting for the annoying old bat ( also known as Mrs Husky ) to come in and scream at me for not being up. This happened every weekend. The more weeks my sister and I stayed the longer it would take to get me out of bed. Today was different though. I had energy. I got up and dressed and then grabbed my skateboard. I Went into Clara's room to see her still asleep.Mrs Husky was waking up the other kids. I knew she would take care of Clara as she had a soft spot for her. Me on the other hand was screwed if she found out I had snuck out.
It was Eleven o'clock. I had to leave to meet the gang. Just as I was about to open the door, a guy walked in. He was about 6'3 and had brown hair. I snapped out of my trance to hear Mrs Husky telling me to get in line with the other kids. I went over to Clara and picked her up. She was so tiny for her age. We both were.
I was completely mad at this guy. He ruined my one chance to escape this living hell and he RUINED it. I definitely hated him. One by one he called us in when he got to Clara I walked in with her as I knew she was scared of men. I never really knew why all I know was that she was.
This guy Introduced himself as Dominic. Such a mug name. After the boring convo of what we like and what we don't like Clara and I left. About half an hour later Clara and I were called back to say we were adopted. Clara was so excited. I on the other hand was screaming ( inside my brain ). There was no way I was gonna go with some creep.
1 hour later
Where am I? You might ask. Well let's just say I am in a building with the creepy dude called Steve. This isn't gonna end well.
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The Broken Dancer
General FictionYou know how hard it is to get back up when someone has knocked you down Time and time again. This is what I feel like everyday of my life. I feel that one day I will never truly be able to get up. Someone will knock me down to hard and then it will...