As I walked out of the bathroom, clenching my neck as blood dripped down from it. 2 weeks from the crash. From when I lost every thing.
" What are you doing. Ohhh your were cutting yourself again. Waa! Waa!" Said the orphanage owner. She was supposed to be my friend, but when I first came here I knew she wasn't. She pushed me down to the ground and started kicking me in the neck of course because of my dumb luck. I stayed silent. That made her mad. " Hey if you wanna get extra food tonight then do what I am doing! " She yelled to the other orphans, who immediately joined in. I knew the extra food was my food. I screamed in pain. I couldn't wait to escape this hell. I knew I couldn't call for help. I had no money.
" Please stop..." I blurted as I felt my lungs clench. I was gasping. Tonight, if I live till tonight I will have to leave. Or I will die. If I live till tonight.
" Dinner time!" said the cook. One of my best friends. He helped me up as the kids jumped off me ready for all of their extra food. " You have to leave tonight." He said as he was grabbing the first aid kit. " I will help if you tell me what happened." It was our little trade.
" Ok " I was finally ready to reveal my past.
* This is a teaser!! If you like it please comment and i will decide if i should continue it. *
