Izzy pov~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
What Alex doesn't know is I threw up because i had a nightmare about what happened that day. It still haunts me. I dont want to tell him, im afraid he is going to send me to therapy or something. I do NOT want to go to therapy. I got forced to go in an old foster home and when the treatment wasnt working the therapist hit me, and did other things. I dont want to relive those memories. Ugh im so stupid. Alex and John deserve these kind of problems in there lives. Im not needed here. Since im not needed im just going to leave they wont miss me. There both at work so now is the time to act. I pack a small bag and put some money in it. along with my phone and charger. Lets hope for the best. I leave a note so they know why i left. I leave through the front door and lock it. I run as far as i can before i start to struggle to keep going. I sit down and look around for a familiar sign of where i am. I then realize i have no clue where i am great. And this ladies and gentlemen is why we have google. I realize after a quick search that i am 4 miles away from my original starting point. Damn. The sun is starting to set so find a back alleyway to sleep in for the night. I find one that has no one in it. Perfect. I lay on my bag and try to sleep but that isnt going to happen any time soon. So i sit and watch the stars and the moon as they pass through the night. The night sky is beautiful. Its so sad how something so beautiful is never even payed attention to. Its always seen as a nuisance an end to a day. The welcoming of nightmares and sleep. Something that is filled with so many wonders is almost never wandered about. Something that is filled with beauty is only shown hatred and annoyance. Thats my final set of thoughts as the void of sleep pulls me under its enchanting spell.
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Sorry for the short chapter and lack of chapters ive havent been to motivated but quick thing, thank you for your patience and 136 reads.
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Adopted by Alexander Hamilton
Historical FictionHer name is Izzy, she is in the foster system, but things will change when a certan "ten dollar founding father" fosters her.
