Catching Shadows

2 - Breakfast

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CHAPTER TWO - BREAKFAST

I opened my eyes to the familiar purple of my bedroom walls. The dark, warm colour made me instantly relax. I didn't even realize that I had been tense before. There was no light outside my window so I guess it was still early in the morning. I looked down at my hands to find that they were covered in sweat.

"Pull yourself together" I whispered to myself hoping that know one was around to hear me. "They're gone, they're never coming back" My breath came out sharp and ragged. My voice sounded distant from my mouth like everything I do recently just crumbles into the air in a tangled mess. Since my parents death pieces of me have been falling apart and I know in my heart that know one can put me back together. I feel useless. Sometimes I don't bother to be happy because maybe I can't anymore, but happiness is just one of the things they took away from me when they left me here alone with people who have no interest in me. People who don't even register that I'm there. Like I said before, I've had a lot of practise at being invisible.

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After a while of rampaging through my closet I decided to wear my coral blue tank top and a pair of my skinny jeans. I never really liked to dress up in pretty clothes on Sundays because one I don't have a lot of money so when I do go shopping I try to buy things that I really need like school supplies or toothpaste so my clothes are basically all casual and two I'm really not that pretty. Well I mean I know I'm not ugly but I wouldn't call myself pretty either! I guess I'm just a plain Jane, and maybe that's a good thing because it is easy to go unnoticed when your not worth looking at!!!

My long brown hair was hanging limply on my shoulders so I grabbed my hair brush off of my dresser and started to put it up into a messy bun. when I was twelve my mom had told me to keep my hair long because she thought I looked better that way. I guess I didn't mind then but when I started high school I would cut it every so often to remind her that I wasn't a kid anymore. I realized that I hadn't bothered to touch it after she died. I guess doing the things that she would have wanted makes me feel closer to her in a way.

The time on my clock said 8:30, so I made my way downstairs for breakfast. I took the steps two at a time being careful not to trip over like I usually do. Maria was standing by the sink washing plates and as I entered the room she lifted one hand to wave at me spluttering bubbles everywhere. I replied with a smile and made my way over towards the kitchen table. I scanned the room for a seat and noticed that there were two. One was next to Ryan and the other was next to Molly. I didn't really like either of them but I sucked it up and sat down next to Molly anyway. She was wearing a white long sleeved top - which was odd, she usually wears t-shirts - and a pair of light blue denim shorts.  Her blonde hair was tied in a pony tail at the back of her head. I noticed that she was holding her wrist like she was trying to hide something. It was definitely weird!

Most of the kids here range from the ages of 12 years to 15 years. There are about 10 of us in total, along with the occasional new kid here and there. I am the oldest here along with Molly, Ryan, Josh, Sophie and Lucas. Miya is 14. Reece is 13, and the twins Carrie and  Morgan are 12. I remember when I was dropped here. At first it was just a place to stay. There were lots of other kids around but I didn't really take notice of them because I knew that I would only be here for a short while, I just had to wait maybe a couple of weeks tops for my parents to pick me up and then we could return home to our normal lives. After the accident I realized that was never going to happen and this became my home.