A/N: this is a month after part one. I couldn't bear to write about the funeral and all. it choked me up so here we are
Hiccup
"Hiccup, look a little girl is moving in next door. She looks your age".Mom said. I was laying on a blanket in the lawn, playing with my new puppy Toothless. I looked. A little girl, blond braids, big blue eyes and pale skin was walking with Mr. Treacher. She had a small bright blue and yellow bird on her shoulder.
"Would you like to go introduce yourself"?
My mom asked. I shook my head.
"I'll go with you".
that made me feel more confident I nodded.
Me and mom walked to Mr. Treachers house. I was scared of Mr. Treacher, but I knew he wouldn't hurt me if mommy was there.
"Hello, Alvin". Mom said
The girls eyes flitted over my mom then she landed her eyes on me. Her eyes weren't just blue. They were BLUE, like a cloudless sky. Her hair was like the sun. She was pretty.
"This is my niece Astrid" Mr. Treacher said gruffly.
"Well, hello Astrid, I'm Mrs. Haddock, but you can call me Valka, thats a pretty bird".
At the mention of her bird, her finger went to brush its feathers.
"This is Stormfly, she was the last thing my parent s gave me".
She said softly.
"I'm so sorry, this is my son Hiccup".
"I like your bird too". I said shyly
"I like your dog". She said, she sounded equeally shy.
"Astrid, come". Mr. Treacher motioned for her to follow her. She smiled at me
"see you later".
I waved but couldn't say anything.
We walked back to our house.
"She's pretty". Mom said.
"She's very pretty mommy and nice, I think we could be friends".
Mommy smiled.
"I'm glad".
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Astrid
Uncle Alvin kept a can of stinky stuff by him at all times. He invited some of his friends over and they played some card game. He locked me in my room after I asked if I could play. I screamed until my throat was sore, I was scared. Mom and dad never locked me in my room.
"HELP, LET ME OUT PLEASE, i'M SCARED, LET ME OUT NOW!!!!!!!! LET ME OUT"!! I screamed.
I heard stomping. Uncle Alvin threw the door open.
"SHUT UP YA LITTLE TWIT, YA KEEP YA SHUCK MOUTH SHUT, YA HEAR"!!!
He slapped me across the face. I smelled something foul on his breath. He locked me back in my room. I felt tears rolling down my face and I held my cheek
That was only the first night. That was the first time I was hit
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