Burned Into Ash

Matchstick

I am prodded awake by my youngrer foster sibling Lily. I ahve been here about a month, but we have only spoken on rare occasions. She stares at me with wide eyes. I roll over onto my back to look at her. "What do you want?"

"I came to wake you" she replied puffing out her chest  a bit. 

"No shit, but for what?"

She defladted a bit at this.

"Today is moving day" I had compleatly forgotten. Today was that day day that I moved, again. I could not really muster up any feelings at all. I just grabbed my bag, and handed the other small duffle bag to her outstreached arms. I could have carried both my back pack and duffle bag easily, but it would have been awkward not to except her wordless invatation for help. 

We get to the car and I take my bag from her anyway. I don't really like people touching my stuff. 

This move was going to be different, because instead of it being a foster home. It would be an orphanage. I would stay there untill I get adopted (not a chance) or move out. In my caes though you may want ot add the exception of possibly being kicked out. I was informed breifly about my new warden, but I didn't really pay attention much, so today is going to be the first day I meet her (I at least know it's a girl)

I get into the Jeep and put my headphones into my ears. This is really the only reason I have a phone. I remember getting it as a prestent for my 14th birthday from one of my foster moms. I had long since moved out of her house though, so I wondered who paid the bill every month. Who cares, I guess. I don't use it to text anybody, beacue I don't have any friends. I don't use it to do anything, but listen to pandora and look up songs on youtube.  

The Jeep slams forward onto the street, and instantly I think we are going to crash into a car. I do the one thing I almost never do, I put on my seatbelt. Sometimes I wan't to die, but not today or like this. We drive down our street untill we hit the main drag. This was going to be one long trip. 

I loved road trips. I felt free when I looked out the window and saw everything streak by. It was beautiful , and I felt so free. If I had money and my own car, I swear I would travel to more places than a bird. 

I was already anticipating my new keeper. It was going to be like everytime I had met one of my new "call me mom" or "call me dad"'s. It would be a bit awkward the first few minutes. S/he will tell me my curfew (as if I go anywhere anyway) The S/he will lead me to my room and say "I'll let you get settled in" For a few weeks they would try to get me over my moods, but within a month they would stop even attempting. Some of they would even become afraid of me.  That is the part I dread about moving. 

With these thoughts I dose off. 

I jerk awake, and almost smash my face into the dash board. There is a car horn blaring into my ears. Even though my headphones are in there is no music playing, because I can't sleep with a lot of noise so I hear the horn loudly. I wipe my eyes.

"You almost killed us" I state matter-of-factly. He almost crashed head on into and oncoming car, and we were in the middle of nowhere and no one caresville. Only he could manage that. Lets just say this one was not the greatest driver. He ignored my comment, and continued to drive. I soon realized that I was not going ot get any sleep so I turned on Pandora and looked out the window.  

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Just when it started to get dark we pulled into out last pittstop, McDonalds. Food. I was hungry saying that I had eaten lunch around nine hours ago. I was looking forward to the California heat. 

I ran into the welcoming golden arches, to get myself a burger. We sat down at a table and Dean, my foster dad, tries to make small talk. 

"Are you excited?"