No.

Chapter 1

"Oh, baby yes!" Panic filled my whole body, and I rushed upstairs to rush in the door to see my boyfriend getting laid by my best friend. I dropped my bags and then heads turn towards me. "Ashley!" I stood there. "Nothing was happening-" I shook my head no. "Don't. We are over. Our friendship is over. Get. Out. Get out of my room, my house. Get out." They scrambled for their clothes and quickly walked out. I heard the front door close, and I slid against the wall, and let the tears fall. 

My alarm rang, and I woke up with a groan. I hit the alarm clock and rubbed my head. Hangovers suck. I looked at the time and decided to get up. I get dressed, and then walked out of my room. I brushed my hair, and teeth in the bathroom, and grabbed my hoodie, and phone, and then walked downstairs to see my father, and mother. They met my eyes and stood there. "Ashley?" My mother asked. My father came up to me, and grabbed my throat, and threw me out the door. I was beaten until the neighbor came out and gasped. "Xander! Come help!" A young boy came out and hit my father. The police came and then arrested my mother and father. "You will be staying in a foster home." I stared at the grass. "We will have someone by the end of school." I go up and started walking to school. The boy walked up with me. "So, mommy and daddy problems?" I ignored him and continued to stare at the ground. "Not much of a talker, ey?" I walked faster. "F*** off." I walked faster, leaving him standing there. 

I walk into my house, to see a couple with three older boys, and then the police officers. "Ashley, this couple will be taking you and they will be adopting you." I looked at him like he was crazy. "Nuh, uh. Not today. Not today." I walk out and walk to a near park. I sat there and watched the dawn arrive. Pairs of feet walked by. "Hey, Ashley? Mom and dad are worried. You should come home." I scoffed. "Your mom and dad. Your home." They climbed up and sat next to me. "You are our sister. Whether you liked it or not." I rolled my eyes. "No, I'm not. Your parents are just a couple that felt pity for me, and they decided to take me in. You guys have to suffer for it. You have to deal with it. You guys just got the talk of, 'treat her like family, she needs pity.' I don't need it though." They nodded. "We get it. Our mother has remarried several times, and we hope that this is the last time. A couple of the husbands would abuse us." I looked at them. 2 of the boys glared at me. "Even if you guys wanted me, two other boys don't want me." I say while glancing at the two boys. I climb down, and walk to my house. "Where were you? I was worried sick." I rolled my eyes. I walked up to my room, and locked the door. I listened to music, and took a deep breath. I took a deep breath. I worked on the song lyrics, and then worked on the beat. 

I listened to the song the whole way through and then took a deep breath. I looked outside, and threw on a hoodie. I took my camera, and my music recorder, and then climbed out my window. I set up the camera, and start recording. I grinned. I finished, and then turned it off. I took the clips of my parents yelling at me, and me running away. I put it all together, and then watched the whole thing. I grinned. I took a deep breath, and posted it on youtube. I closed my laptop, and smiled. I laid on my bed, and slept.