Chapter 1

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The smell of dust and sweat fill the air, my face burns from the sunlight that hits my face. I slowly get up and tiptoe past the other beds of kids, they mumble and move throughout their sleep. I accidentally trip over a kids hand that lies on the floor, a sound of ruckus happens. I scream. The bed creaks. Kids start to wake up and whisper, I can hear my name and the word clumsy a lot. I run to the bathroom to seek cover from the rain of terror about to come from the big kids.

Summer walks into the bathroom, she laughs at the sight of my cringed body in a ball in the corner. She turns around as her friends walk in,"Ughhhhh you ruined my beauty sleep you ugly mongrel!"

Her friends sighed and fought each other to look in the mirror and fix their hair, then she snaps and then they look at me. "So Hazel, what's going to be your punishment?"

"Please don't" I say wrapping my arms tighter around my body,"just please I'm sorry"

She walks over to my body and looks over me, "you weak girl!" as she kicks my knee and I release my grip of my knee as she kicks again but instead in my rib.

I slowly mumble out,"what do you want I'll give it to you"

She laughs,"i want my beauty sleep and guess what you took it away" she says grabbing my hair and throwing me into the wall.

Suddenly I hear a girl say, "a teacher is coming" then everything goes black.

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"Oh! She is waking up!" a high voice says. I cough and blood gurgles out my mouth. A red-headed nurse wipes it away and a guy nurse grabs me and puts me in a wheelchair.

I look at the nurse who is pushing me through the empty halls. I ask,"where are we going?" no reply,"what are we doing?"

She looks down at me,"well, Hazel, a family has asked to see you" I smile and try to think how they might pick me as their kid, but then a cloud of negativity came and made me realize that over the 5 years nobody has picked me and nobody will.

As she wheels me into the room a young girl sits there with brown hair and pretty golden eyes. A guy with black hair sits there too, they are holding hands. They look like they are in their 20s.

"Hello Hazel, I'm Damon and this is my beautiful wife Eliana." The guy with black hair says.

"Hey" says the brown haired girl.

"Hi" I say in a low whispering voice.

"So, Hazel, we were looking for a pretty girl like you and great characteristics like you, oh and of course we wanted a girl your age!" the girl says looking sadly down at the purplish and blackish bruises on me. I blush.

"We still have to fill out papers in order to adopt you, so in 2 days we will be able to take you to our house," the guy, Damon says,"your new home". I smile and look at their joyful faces.

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