adopted by Jabbie

21: different life

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Graces pov

it's been a while now.

i have a baby bump. i'm pregnant with Keith's child.

i feel crazy. it's like, they keep giving me drugs. i'm out of my mind. i need help.

people are fucking with me.

"let's go eat breakfast, Grace." Barbra said.

she helped me up and we walked to the eating room.

every room is labeled. well more like the doors.

there's the eating room, bathing room, playing room, and more.

we eat and now i'm getting put back into my room.

i sit there thinking.

why was i put in here?

why me?

why does everyone hate me?

my baby will be disappointed in me?

why am i like this?

i start crying.

i lay down and start humming.

i get a nice beat and start tapping my finger on my stomach.

i hear a knock at the door so i open it and there, stands Barbra with a violin.

i've been taking violin lessons because i have to chose something so i'm following my great grandpas foot steps.

i love him so much and he was the only one who really loved me.

my life has been bad so far.

let's go into my life.

Flash back
"Grace!" my mother yelled.

i ran to her. "yes mom?" i asked in a low voice.

"go fucking clean my room and the basement!" she yelled at me.

i nodded my head and quickly cleaned her room.

once i was done with her room, i walked downstairs and started cleaning all the spider webs and all the empty bottles and the empty packs of cigarettes.

i walk up the stairs and twist the door knob.

she locked the door.

i go sit in the basement.

i make a little bed for myself. thank god i cleaned the bathroom here.

i had my watch on me and checked the time.

it red 4:38 pm.

i laid down and tried to fall asleep.

i knew she was gonna keep me in here for more than a month.

i sighed and fell asleep with tear stained cheeks.

End of flash back

my terrible mother always was drunk and had some drug in her veins.

she would always hurt my siblings.

but me, she hated me the most so she would leave me more than 3 months without food and water.

i always kept extra snacks and water in my room under the floor board.

she never knew witch was awesome.

but she was also always drunk and i don't want to be like her.

all i want is to give my baby the life it deserves.

i don't want it to have the life i had.

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oh my. i'm so sorry for not posting.
i've been out of the mood to write but i had all my ideas.
so i might post today again or maybe tomorrow.