BAM! The bus hit me out of the blue, it felt like thousands of knives being stabbed over and over and over again then guns being shot several times into my gut and head. The gasp of the bus stop people so silent but loud enough to make me scream louder and louder until the smack of my body colliding with the tarmac road. The screech of the brakes were deafening, and that when I saw them standing there in the same position. I blacked out.
My name is Cassy Melbrook I am 16 years old. My parents died in a car crash 12 years ago when I was 4. My auntie said I could live with her and her husband, my uncle was not very nice but my auntie was. The first few months after the crash I kept screaming in my sleep but my auntie was always there for me. My uncle would smack me it I wet the bed but my auntie always stuck up for me saying that it wasn't my fault I was very frightened and upset but my uncle would give me that glare as to say "I'm gonna get you!" So I stuck with my auntie. I even waited outside of the toilet door for her.
YOU ARE READING
A foul start
Non-FictionThis is my first book I hope you enjoy it if you do please leave what you think of it and if you think I should carry on with it.
